The light after the illusions sacred delusions have succumbed to steady confusions and the delirious thoughts are just straight up diluted,
You say you hear my voice but I’m just stifled up mutilated and muted.
Would you ever even ponder the mere thought of walking next to me if they had ever asked?
Didn’t think so because it's such a bloodbath of a task,
There's not just blood on my hands just look close at the unreliable patience I have attached to this bloodied up Jason mask.
You absolutely trifle me with that afflicted predisposed and apparent frivolous passion that all became a lewd annoyance that was plain out unattractive and a lewd type of distraction.
In an ostentatious manner I overheard the jibber-jabber befitted to the slapstick rhetoric,
Halt the struggle and try to triumph over the derived one oz. measuring out into metrics
Did you really think your tender touch was a card trick with magic?
Remember you were mine all to myself but for this life it was really far to tragic.
The Dynamic purpose irrational and uncontrollable with pathologically excessive cruelty,
Your virtuous attitude baffles the best of the brutal most inner me.
Lavashously undermined against me and you and the obliteration of all the hands of time,
Figuratively erroneous satire expended deep inside one of my blood splattered rhymes.
This was more designed for a prayer of the unspoken ones steady dying,
Not for the ones outlandishly caught constantly gritting their teeth straight up lying.
Sudden death taking one last breath when there isn’t a single breath of life close to left,
Breath of life and one last breath of death.
THESE ARE ALL JUST WORDS BUT WHAT’S TRULY AWAITING US THAT OUR MINDS HAVE NOT YET TOUCHED???
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