Matrix Hit

>>1111>>MATRIX HIT<<1111<< Simulations within Simulations in a Simulator, Seem like now rather than later, Listen up to this futuristic narrator, with no flaws He saw the past and future, at last Far out worshiping, no nurturing, Just church flings, with demonic things, Alarms need to ring and bring something! Wrote to her when she was weak, On my journey as I seek, Speaking to her every week, On a journey, On a journey, Up turning her world into a fake reality, Thirty Three is their window, Take Artillery in this Instance, Having persistence, since witnessed activity, On the fifty fifty grind, Switch it up and rewind, A switched on mind, Sound story rhymes! Near the time, the mind, rhyme, you find, Where the blind hide in fear, But Dear Sir with a blur who can’t find a cure, I’m furious in this! It’s been this, Twisted! But now word Notorious, Shout outs to the Glorious Advice, I roll the dice, I’m Tricks, With Morpheus, I’m that MATRIX HIT. >>1111>>Quincy Mac<<1111<< date written: 26.11.2015