Random thoughts with Keith

10 toes down in my position 

The truth is stranger than fiction 

This hate has a thin line but then there’s love, and so a contradiction, floccinaucinihilipilification such a real world constantly Evading classification.

The game is so basic 

Trains get sent to the eraser 

If you where a picture maybe I’d care to stay in your graces of the spaces we occupy.

Like I’m not checking recipients knowing like hell you lied can I even say this ship has survived. The premise is beyond contrived, wonder if I’m doing well 

No need for pathologies, 

Never really met me but heard things that you’d never perceive, 

Tons of suitors that never had to bereave,

It’s a storm in a boat never low on the high seas, back in a classroom chasing degrees. Semantics, pedantic, mind going frantic, it’s a whole picture hot asf get a leaf let’s fan it, into subways am I Manic or just borderline resting like it’s a hammock, swaying in the fray today if you get it then you get it where TF can I truly be me? What all could I truly be, now that the chains are broken and I know I’m free. 

Another life would’ve been better to all the people I helped thank you for believing in me. Growing tall there’s a juniper guessing I’m an oak tree. Aye Sipping on natures honey vibrating are you the Bee, what all can this brain do let’s think it through and C . It’s not just you and me anymore it’ can only be Wei.

 

 

It’s always a flounder never found only around you open the best but those are the words that signed it’s an address MLT and know who I mean hoping for the best for all of those who claim to be free for those who never know they never saw uncle Grant now they are lost I guess that’s the cost for whom is the boss Gardner Shepard if I really had to win never taken a loss only woken all across the nation I am patient and never complacent what sentence are you facing if you were a picture you’d be traced Lisa Lucid abusive left it’s a bag if you were tired you should know that I am the tread the gravel the grid everything that’s in your head and I never even bled no plug hole for Attrition theologian read your word if you know what I am talking nothing on the sand is broken everybody’s talking about star seeds are you chosen. If this were the mafia like some dead fish you’d be floating like a frog you’d be croaking hardly joking …. Don’t use my name if you’re invoking cause I know you must be joking, boasting, because up to your word you’re never holding onto me that shit sounds like you’re folding. As if the intent isn’t  showing. Like your title doesn’t start with NOOOO- Thing. Brody never in my world I’m glowing, and that’s just part of this growing. If it’s a separation just know to that I’m growing. You keep hoeing I’ll keep going, if it’s a couple caps know I’m flowing if it’s a horse baby know that I’m Trojan…..alone is where I feel at peace, wished for you’re a it was you and me, but when the talent arrived it was the only time you managed to appear to me. 

That shit is clear to see, so I’m gonna sip might even dip upward onward this ain’t Futurama but might be a double bond here. Only me you didn’t see so I leave you out there FKD reverse it unfortunate you tried to prevent it. But MLD deserves this so much more than Witt never tricked couple hours but you know who’s picked. 

It’s urgent no questions it is and will remain as such it’s preserved bish…..!

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