Outspoken and awoken

i take their soul and burn them like coal the secret from time the abnormal rythm chose me in rhyme

So many of those lives i stole, and now i own the role, which is responsible for deaths missing and increasing payroll.

Tearing down the gates of heaven and gates of hell amongst the oceans of thoughts as they swell…. I find a comfortable place to dwell.

Amongst the voiceless I find communication, a way, a mutuality that isn’t hazy and Grey.

What more can I say about this very day?

The sometimes ….

i remain hidden in the dark, disguised as the remora but i am the shark…. lurking, much like the rabid black dog being without a bark… balancing being human burdened with emotion, half dead amongst the angels ark, and cursed with this knowledge and cognitively awakened notion ….

So in such mind i think not so my process is clear, so can expand beyond What I tell myself i fear….

can you hear? the voices amongst the violence of silence…

i guess that statement is a little extreme, but its true as it would seem, life is a dream whether or not we merrily sing while sailing this vivid stream…..

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Author: mAdMoUtHiNk

Say what you want say what you will; I feel its sad how we feel what we say and make each other ill…. build me up or break me still, the monster is in this language; as a kill or a thrill.

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