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No hell no fail
Can't tell ?!?
Criss crossed hands nailed railroad
Nervous nails chewed low
Crisscrossed knees with broken elbows
Smile on the face
hanging from the spikes like velcro
Head held up high
just a guy, who wants to make it
Ideas!
creation!
in relation to my nation
26 year Puerto Rican witty,
Full port o' patience
Looking deaf and dumb
so when u sum up
Your understanding of the estimations
quite tainted witts
Your pessimystic guestimation of
Sun,rain, ying or yang in my next destination
that might need be explained
Just to strengthen the laymans
still chained with the weakest links
Yet! those craines will have the the brightest brains
Bet! ye hold most hostile traits
Those that wanna change
Can't be scared of being scared
Can't fear being feared as
Positive reflection will leave you in the clear
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underwater mysteries lye dormant
underwater frequencies run ramped
flippy grey floppy over currents and waves
floating boats poach and boast the most
flippy floppy tides sway coast to coast
choppy white water,
tidal wave caps
harpooning for big benji and da bloonies
illegal ignorant people
turn pirate and evil,
they don't even know
lethal vibrations steer fear thru the nose
bottlenose flippers hear and swim near
flippy see dark slick come from engine rear
flippy Frisbee disc floppy,
fly thru the air
hunger for humans
show no pity
starving their wits
little did flippy know not to swim thru oil slicks
playing with nature
why not?? No risk?
gill filled with ick
black gold and ignorance
oils inflation,poached population
effects and causation
coffins for mammals soon not to exist
love earth and love water
at least love still insists
life will anew, recycle this mist
though will dolphins adapt to this new age environment bliss
I love flippy and floppy, I hope for the best
I end with a kiss
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basket of green and red apples
fullscreen fruitful seeds planted
rotten apples in my eyes
have no demise
I find useful rotten fruit laying
in the middle of the group
for the abused and bruised make apple juice
I fuse, fry and make a pie
the beaten and battered were never shattered or tasteless
will always find a place for the thought to be wasted
why misplace a whole basket for just a 2 bad apples
must not be organic
maybe Monsanto GMO
now no apples in my reach
responsibilities hanging from the orchard waiting to ripe
red or green no matter
never make the same mistake twice.
genetically modifying Johnny Appleseed to tell a lie
I guess that's what happens when artificial changes natural
roll the dice pay the price when you mess with the seed of life
ALL GONE no more seeds, WE DIE
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Chilling in the caravan
learning hand to hand
man to man
one bloody palm over the world as we orbit n twirl
Spin a twin
flip her friend
Knocking down doors
Leveling the score
Raqeuteering, blackmailing, not to Badmention
Politician magic tricking women,
Don't play!
don't take away !!
?what we constitute!!!
Is it magic? , it is more ?
Teaching lessons ,molding habits
So I wont bore
Ill el Capitan ,save a woman
If that heart is tore ,
Inner intuitions
tell me open every door
Weeping for the ones sleeping
Peers peep-in ,
hopefully never sneak-in
Awakening the mental each n every weekend
Weakened body Withered by speed/ time or Trick and treatment
Peaceful moments of life created by love and light
Eyes wide open,
always seeing, never blinking,
unless I'm winking
Two options
Tossed into life
Clever thinking or
Endeavor sinking
When you look into reflection
Which king do you see?!?
2/10/18
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Intelliangelical state of mind/ state of shine
A Crooked cuffed commitment won't be my contentment
Time will tell truth
Proof it's in the put-in
Please no cardiac arrest in my thoughts
Brainwashed influence of the masses
seasoned leaves fallen, hearts lost and fall in apart
will never break my heart as a whole unified with my tax bracket .
Now how tragic
in order to be above the new order
just number 24 slam dunk on em like magic
As u develop your plot
I develop my system of thoughts
Create an intelligible system better the the system that's taught
Anticipating every action that is morally naught
Humanitarian king akhenaten feeling
Caused ameri-mirror modern slave Egypt
Got me utilizing every ability with edict
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Have mercy on Many
Plenty simply have mercy
many masterminds Masterdebating
four this corruption and crime
asking all these questions?
like why mind senses the presence?
it's not like I'ma demon working for Satan
really just want to deprave his name of praise and degrade dem.
teary eyed serpents give dem power of the highest scave
i take aim like buffy just stake hunt then enslay him
kno-madds sell The Souls of the innocent cavemen
time to take a stand!! for the motherland!!
no more master behavement
The mass-steer in da bait-in
Master full of natural emotions can be blinded witts the enslavement of true inspiration
Horns Hooked to transform a chained hand
Following shepherds that lead sheep to the slave camps
High risk high stakes entertainment can't raise them in containment
Words play written in stone
no pavemen to create lanes
Justice save lamb
Words are broken to form new meaning
Through a silly guessing game of hangman
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Perpendicular Parallel lines make 1D
converging cardboard cartman through supersymmetry 1D, 2D, 3D,4D, 5D
Respect my authoriD
All the way up to infiniD
Quantem mechanics may be Ds
nuttz and bolts that keep D'z
principles prioritized thru my eyes
Vision "BRIGHT"
Rainbows of thought
Though carefully perceive-in ENLIGHT!!
Dotting my i's
Crossing my t's
M.R. double M.M. is physics living theory
living prooof
Boom! Big bang?
Living Poof!
Humans, homo-sapeins
Beginning anew ?!?
Little do we know
who is who?
what is? true? or truth?
Behind the end of the enemy's line
Who? Do you know? what's truth to you!?!
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Matter molding space
True inspiration and Natural instinct
Measurements of times spatial dispersion
Relative to the experimental person
variables making various groups lie
hiding from the unexperienced eye
If you find, the correct formula of life
that spikes my sparks inside
Guard it witts your life
Predicting actions of people reacting
Evil will sweep and swindle
Mikey Mighty start a fire with kindle
Mighty Mikey might be my key
Ensight inside, might C kindly
Learning letters on a curve
Drive bye messages might CC me
Smartalec words served miles per hour
on tails end swerve
nerves colored funny like nerds
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Phobias since age 5
Of germs
Of space
Of people
Social anxiety
Put me in a bubble early
Seems noone can get close
aquintances try to stick
Like glue ,Only temporary
Like rubber hitting rubber
Bouncing bubble derby balls
Race begins
All emotions rebound off other bubbles
Finally I begin to feel vibrations stick
Realization sets and sits
The key was in my face since 5 years age?!?
The frequencies you put out always rebounded off this perfectly rounded box .why?
Suddenly it hits me and sticks
The bubble is not a bubble at all
Though original vision was a physical exterior bubble
It is actually a box
Nothing tangible of course
Engineered Man-made Mental prison that I've accidentally outsmarted.
First thought stepping outside into REALality
Have i outsmarted myself? and broke a man made prison engineered by yours truly .
ME. REALLY!?!
Was I my own worst enemy ?
or is the enemy just that good.?
physcological warfare? maybe?
Which leads me to wonder... if it is...
who put him in his bubble?
Sadistic mastermind
Tis thyself very own motherboard?
Hmm.. ? Ha!! Well who cares.
No worries.
Minds maytrick sometimes.
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Are thoughts with no hope
Reason with no cope
Fleeting shadows with no scope
Shifting patterns with no symmetry
Substance with no chemistry
Allergenetic to the word of the birds
Words gone with the wind
Wishing wells, Words unheard
Witts steer clear, drama unstirred
3 blind mice tick and tock on my clock
Silently, Grinding my gears
Bursting bubbles gum
Carefully, Biting my tongue
Nerves fumbled with murs and mumbles
Ready to rumble
At any rate!!! Justice stay humble!!!
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