the flip...

shit changes when emotion takes affect... as the time taken leaves impression as an effect... infected is a term best qualified to insist the feelin is real... dignified as the real thing stealin moments in the minds reel... n in the capsule capture to the trap is the vague actions that disappear like life... as luv switches direction to configure wtf is goin on to the adaption we fear as the hype... reroutin thoughts to concur the pain settled in on the loss breakin free... theres a relitive opponent unheard needin a listenin ear as a battle cry sprung from the hearts greed... in the turnin of the release of that there of a tempermental way of livin within goin through the movements seen... droppin truths to lies on many levels of hatred known as the end of dreams...