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Preconception
But is it really true? They've built a "you" that only exists as a silly ruse.
Until we prove that they still confuse the effigy with the message, we WILL be doomed.
Strange "bedfellowships" have made me a convict indicted with
the monopolist violence commited by the seekers of profit I'm "lyin with".
I plead postive mindedness, but the evidence of homogenous ties affix
this cognitive wryter with the trappings of rapping for the polish and shine of it.
"Poetry isn't science, kid. We won't buy your fervently stated purpose
of anti-hate observance as easily as the populace buys your hits".
But I'm broke as FUCK and as out of place as a Protestant Zionist
or an optimist nihilist, as steadily misread as the plot in the bible is!
I'm not perfect, but that's my right. Even my flaws are inviolate,
and I'll be damned if the these "packin-hedonist" Poets are a plea I'll be coppin in my defense.
I'm a casualty of the "trance-formed" by the hypnotic enticement binge
of automatonomous pawns who give in to the urge of "Optimus Primalists".
I'm not callin for violins.
I need sympathy like a prophet needs idle hints.
Just know that bling-blingers and thinkers aren't apples and oranges;
they're toxins and vitamins.
In a hostile environment, artists who PAINT what they know BRUSH with death.
Those who "lack the spine" to see for themselves just "rubberneck".
I didn't make the rules but I rule my words,
and words might make the rules change and prove
my innocence if you had the patience to listen beyond the bass and boom.
Deceivers weave tangled webs, while we of the staightest loom are hated too.
Perhaps the jury is too clothed in convention to bare the naked truth?
So cast your verdict. I'm sure it's one that those who you think of as "prose" encourage.
They convict me of the lack of flourish they use to attract the tourists,
who are in fact the jurists and jury even now accusing ME of the lack of lasting purpose.
They say our youth is packing hearses, but that's just one card in a stacked observance.
Try me for trying and condemn my sentences to a death sentence.
I am guilty by association to what I was trying to change the essence in.
Perhaps because the preconception is what you've invested in?
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...Hate is everpresent, some let love die...
...even if you laced loosely, some get tongue tied... elo§overeign ˜W™
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