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this poem I wrote based on this thread's deja vu: CHORUS: we live the same century, the simulation I repeat its our mind that changes things to make the time seem unique in hollow states, like musical chairs without the beat REM de-fragmentizes the program, as we sleep its deja vu, you haven't a clue whats to follow my rhymes aren't dark, I just found that place where its hollow First verse: This parable I speak upon is not for weak to feast upon, so stop your browser if you think you're weak and start breathing wrong the 4th of October, Raev's soul was older than expected the time-wasting went undetected, in reverse minutes I struck RNF to get replenished, with a thirst for the mundane posters I became One, with no emotion I sustain them, facing mirrors Starring at my God in second person Flying over Nune, watching them rust over Churches The innocence, trapped in my aura, was vanquished Overpowered by the Detoxx, which harnessed the matricks I'm one with my mishaps, the hunger unbearable To the point of self-cremation, becoming atmospherical Escaping capture (ban), because no one knew I existed Except those who face the rapture of my astral linguistics Repeat Chorus x2 Second verse:
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Kirban Manaburn / Speedd Haxx
PKer & Master Trainer and Terrorist of Sullon Zek Kills: 1278, Deaths: 76, Killratio: 16.82 | |||
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