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Date Posted: 10:39:51 02/25/03 Tue
Author: Vision...Thrice Optics of Abzent Minded of O.M.N.I.
Author Host/IP: wyll-50.uwp.edu / 131.210.6.50
Subject: foul word connections like curse words in cursive, observe this whether or not you believe you view a subversive blah blah and some more blah

not into politics, religious, but not deep in religion
probably would be somewhat of a taoist if my God would allowed it
i seek pavilions and colloseums that my words can be filled in...
crowded in an ocean of individuals with no expression, faces shrouded
billions of thoughts and opinions pass through
emotions of a masked muse desperately trying to unsheath a flasked fuel
beneath my soul a hold unspeakable grasped a cruel
nature thought unreachable, an intangible fleet control
void and nulled over, noid, saturated brain, skull destroyed
..."trust in me and your faith" calls a voice, paused and poised
praise escapes the passageway my mouth employs till my casket lay
convey envoys of words, text served, none absurd, talent in the synapse occurs
the pastor pray that the master may, deliver us from evil
even through bitter trust, a sliver thrust in my people(hmm)
cuss and curse beneath you, his words intrigues who?
naive and impressionable time leaves over a series of blind speech
sly leech, i stay elusive to your taunts you cant bind me
aware of everything from peripheral to behind reach
20 minute intervals in between blinking till my eyes leak
iris bleeds with mental disaster there after my mind screams
there's no set phrase of words that can begin to define me
built from my own design my own rhymes structured to shine
align thee to the purest of syntax surest as tampax wit the wide wings
third person refered whether in reality or inside dreams
incubus in scribed speech just try and defy V, Thrice O
mic glows at the touch of a slight hold nice with a fire flow
similar to the imagery of lava prose derived inside an entire qoute
pyro spills through keys of a mechanical quill whilst these amateurs ramble at will
i scramble to kill the babble, the jostled scrabble they wield
hostile, i can spot you quickly like apostles in a house of brothel
leave you in-akdov like looking through the wrong side of an absolut bottle
i follow no one observe the squabbles jive turkeys liable to wallow in blood spilled from their own wattles


peace

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