semi finished piece lookin for some feedback, holla
its the emotional outburst feelings flying throughout words colliding physics in Not worlds the fitting derision of fighting from prison equal to the time it takes to formulate thoughts to arrive on page postulate ideal spots night time and day its my heaven and hell where my Id dwells my ego swells to spit lyrical spells capture imaginations of my own growin impatient so flows grow and i take it for what its worth another conception destin for the herse
its the division of thoughts risen formed in disease and depression to raise up disires and pick thru dissection the good and the bad the blood from the scabs then write it all down pen it to the lab put it out as everything i have and i want not, never thats an idilic endeavor
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the fitting derision of fighting from prison equal to the time it takes to formulate thoughts to arrive on page postulate ideal spots night time and day its my heaven and hell where my Id dwells my ego swells to spit lyrical spells
and kind of fell off from the flow afterwards... Peace~
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