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Words Thrown (keystyle)
Putting down the final words to you,
The one's that take my character and throw them from my soul,
Straight to the air above,
Leaving them up there until the next worthy,
Can have the words for their lives.
Living my life by such words has never been so important,
The stories that have come to pass,
The truths that have been falsified,
and the lies that have been proven,
Never have I seen such miracles occur,
From simple words,
The words I never knew would have meaning,
Slogan for the sake of the opinion of others,
Now tearing down emotional walls,
Destroying all evil passions,
And replacing them with righteous inibitions,
Ambitions that have come to.
I search for reasons of my manifesting of such words,
The words are "8",
It is no eight.
It is what I determine to be my final stand,
The answer to my eternal fate,
It is mereley devastation,
Destruction,
Protection,
Finalization,
and this final thing, preservation,
It is what I live for,
A contorted sequence of elipses,
It is in fact infinity,
But unconventional,
Not usual,
It is the final symbol I shall base life on.
Contortioned infinity,
For thy mind, hath no convention.
These are the words.
I'm not sure bout this one, but it was a keystyle, I know the meaning of it, tell me what ya think...as the ink flows.
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I rolled four times and landed on my feet
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