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  1. Out a quiv' sheathed I give teeth to divets swiv'd neat in between and webbed 'neath,
  2. Behind the faints of a cyan trace, it resembles sheets of ice cap veins
  3. I live breathe, and died creating these rhymes exchanged for quiet shade;
  4. That divide yin yangs, high most days 'til I decide to change, it's a delightful break—
  5. Oh I must say, a wise embrace, when the only drive to take it's to try evadin',
  6. a fright'ning space inside my brain when silence reigns in the hideaways,
  7. Defining straight, I would say it's to brush aside the pain summarized by shame
  8. My eyes get glazed, I'm the same just.. vibrant, lasered on this white note page,
  9. Camera shy and inundated; an alive array of lightbulb phases archived in chains
  10. Describin' breaks of write blockades, like to vice abstain I can't FIGHT THIS STRAIN
  11. Fuck it, I'm smooth smoth'ring these self soothin' muses with goodbyes I'll erase,
  12. Every locution of another thing in blithering swoons, do nothing, just decry into shapes;
  13. I resize by manglin' my thighs and ankles to a triangle, 'cause I got 3 sided traits
  14. Hierarchy, shrine and blade, my prime's worth praise in moments of silence—
  15. For opponents I silenced, via scythe épée slicin' flays, I mince rhymes, they shake;
  16. At my spear, sheer knife wordplay, or feel my lyrics got weird f'veering right off base
  17. Mobilize my legs to remind my train of thought to realign the rails, designed insane
  18. Loco motive? Poke a hole in my temporal lobe exposin' trolls forking roles in my cone's extortion by forcin' open their diar'ay...
  19. The commotion's ocean, if a choir sang confided hearsays, disguised in crying rain,
  20. Wiped away on line of sight, like airpods harmonizin' waves when I hydroplane
  21. To rectify this maze of sly creative ideas, I scribe in bite sized portions, that's diet bait
  22. Dice them snakes thrice, like waiting for the ellipses to dip and dot the i's on vein;
  23. And points y'all inoculate in orders for my restraint, might pertain to violent craze,
  24. But what I display's in spires scrapin' skies night and day thrivin', jivin' undyin' flames
  25. Combined and pasted 'em findin' ways to tie the main throughline in diamond lace
  26. The type of statements organized to raise excitement, rage, surprise, replied relates
  27. Satire, strangeness, labyrinthine debates, your girl likes the pace my rhymes rotate,
  28. When inclinin' failures are tried/voracious needin' an electrifying lifeline to save
  29. To incite a cravin' inside that vital tank, to arise with sank incisors in triumphed days
  30. Strive through wanes, findin' ways to climb the splayed out spine you gave to sidewalk lanes
  31. Minding thanks on High it ain't some crime scene shape, lyin' wake givin' shine a side eye gaze
  32. Tryna' 'scape the aisle ya dreams in, a price to pay in isolation,
  33. Tightened trache', paralysis demons slime my fate with lies and hate
  34. From dryin' faces to smiles ya beamin', a lighter gray outside awaits
  35. Encyclo' pages I dine on's flaved' analysis lemons, with a bitin' tang
  36. It's an acquired taste like gallery peanuts at this spry of age, thinkin' why when they—
  37. Outline my name ripe in maturation yet I'm afraid I'm behind in ways
  38. But boy do I promise few could top this, in a sea of buoys bobbin'—
  39. I move and rock the canoe by droppin' what I got down to a science,
  40. Perusin' lines I don't reuse to carve into a nuclear cartridge,
  41. And watch me flip the whole script worse than Gitche Gumee's hardships
  42. Movie plot is you the pirate ruinin' the jaunt enroute the bottom
  43. And soon to fault the doing's not your's but the fuselage's
  44. Where's ya ingenuity, blockhead
  45. Way ya producin' bars isn't too far fetched from how I threw an osseous,
  46. I presumed no offense, it's oxymoronic zoomin' in on it to conclude the art as—
  47. ...Let's just excuse the harshness in my usage of executin' arson,
  48. 'Cause what you do's the embodiment of 100% purebred human dogshit.
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