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Date Posted: 13:26:44 03/01/03 Sat
Author: Sinister a.k.a. T.H.E.M. the Self-Contrasting Theorem(What up Verse,Hex,and Swoon)I been readin too much Nostradamus bullshit
Author Host/IP: NoHost / 209.133.132.50
Subject: Capitol Sin The Self Conflicting conspiracy theory tyranny's near me and barely can hear me..I see the Lounge benefited from my Metaswords stage..I'm The Mimic (HOPE YOU ENJOY)

Life is but a repetitous dance
With Potiffer's wife
God's most precious gift to the unworthy
What will yours be goodwill of strife

The wisdom be conventional intentionally third eye blind flipping topics with a secular retina if i could pass a flecker of poesy to the future it wouldn't be my opus it'd be this portrait of hesitant writers block wake up and i'm havin visions like Nostradamus in his prime so in my written rhymes sorry if I up and forget to rhyme these quatrains are products of reverse morphines a poet laureate with interior motives my auras an auroras death here it goes agai....
at the edge of a cliff
between Monster and Men
both bloodthirsty and sick
both enemy both friend...
(The souls of Mic Danger,Zeus,MetaSwords,Solitaire,Sinis...(THE MIMIC)Imagine me forever chasing this one rap my minds like a straight-jacket that won't unlatch the monsters just keep knockin in my closet so i just shout wild oaths till their scared I might unlock it I'ma try hard enough to conjure up an ill rhyme till this pen gets cholera or like symptoms expose innocent bystanders to pathogens and bite victims just might start at the full-moon fighting this vampire hold em' off till daylight hits em the left and right half of my brains injected with biological schisms my face just starts ripping apart and I'm a different malicious carnal with vicious martial arts thats abstract and distorted like Salvador Dali and Vincent Van Gogh organisms've arisen from my urine samples simple and specific I'm a fuckin Mimic....
I'ma beginner capitol sinner just another nigga caught up in the mix trying to make a million off one disc my own soul is a schist against this cold mist called flesh a cauldron boiling weak and thoughtless I've become a mental dinosaur in the body of minotaur my motto "Shady but I ain't Slim"slingin dirt at the bathing of apollo my lifes a conspiracy theory tyranny's near and barely can hear me
All i wanted to do was "Stan" Canibus but I turn this lunatic Animus he didn't care saw 'em in times square had a sign and all said whats up even tried to spit a rhyme and all then i woke up eternal reflections become internal deceptions and mirrors get broke up man this fuckin pencil is broke u.....

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