Easy to entrance the sycophants watch their helpless dance their back and forth swaying and swooning, in cunnilingual somniloquence.
Droning and drooling with flattering and fawning, turgently swelling, spouting placating pleasantries, a mess of gushing adulation.
Self exultation, craving congratulation by consensus for another conventional sensation, clamouring for congratulation in lurid inflated infatuation.
Curtailing castigation, striving in strides as pedestrian asperation gives rise to typical inspiration, stillted it saunters soulessly, provoking predicable platitudes.
Dreary dedication denoting the humdrum and the ho-hum, tirelessly tiring, offering effortlessly banal bestowments bequeathing a tepid tranquillising testimonial.
Uniform, unchanged, unilateral applause, amplifying abysmal analogies, articulating dearth depictions of derivative denotations.
Cryptic quips collapse carelessly caused by cumbersome correlating contradictions, deviating detrimentally forth fatuous flutterings.
Stale sentiment, sterile superfluous suppositions, garishly guilded in grandure,
Repetitious rudimentary ruminations, repackaged and retold.
Lips like morphene, Explanitory chemistry
May I remind you, Life is a bubble to pop
Seeing is believing, You say you are leaving
Cyonyde is the only door to introduce yourself to the outside...
Sparks & Bubbles, Brew your Troubles
Your dedicated lies, Your love that cries
Devastation & catastrophy, takes it's toll
Down the hole & into Hell
For I am the one who tolls the bell
Running through the flames as fast as I can
Glaring at the pick-ax now in my hands
My sight is set on what I see
Lets all go play in traffic,
Excluding me
"Madness, Feeling Scared, Looking around but nobodys there."
Feed the curiosity, the Asperation, the want
You give me an Evil eye, oh your stupidity shows in your taunts
Face your ambitions, show it into it's place.
For I am more than one... I am, Twisted Logic, Brutal Logic, Bryanjacobbrown,
Pureheartless, SpiritGun, Serjical Rec... I am The Internet, I am Anon, I am /b/
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