Skilled somewhat in a different manor crossin my own mind. Loosein the grip of society squeezin yelps from the corner of my eyes. Releasin pleasure hidden by so many as I rip mine off on this crazy world playin so many games. Level headed n maintainin balance of realism configured in thought of the gain. Talent of breakin free became somethin of the past as I grew within selfs individual now worth while. Feelin even more frisky as somethin from nothin came from a man leavin behind himself as a child. Bein held down by faces lookin past my own intensions I flew into the unknown.now standin as I was meant unlike what this shpere that turns I'm grown. Redusin an others ways I play to the tunes that vibe a big bang that can not be heard. Fallin out openly in times window to put my mark with a stain in words. Seein a man becomin whole as days spin outta control in a mirror n age takes its toll. With the ability to stand flush against the wind n know its purpose as the body one day will grow cold.
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