VACANT - Last bus home

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opera infinita:

[jcmc]

Crumbling, not an apple
Falling but not a tree
I bruise easily,
With these things in mind, please be gentle with how you may feel.

Now i write to our transendence to a better life and reality.
Slow repetition, aniomsity.
Slowly dancing, burning in my hearts 5th dimesional void. Coveting midnight oil combusts into a burning red giant. as the nights draw thinner than a tin paint that you struck me up against the wall with. Red roses are in the way i present my tendencies to the way we speak. Nit gonna fleek, never leave you in the ditches, ill give you stitches. We can have a picnic. Go down depot get many things on your wishlist. Smoke so much weed your never gonna forget this.

Spinkle a blue corestial, covasiouir, blue shandelliar, draping down from the windows. Glistening sequences of artistic mindflow. Heated fucking verses witch arent pg rated for the we listeners or the world.

Why?
Because reality is too real bro.
Like ksi mate spitting bars about the streets of ldn, ill be taking you to a whole different level low. Crown me a letter. Im a wax that has not been initiated. Detergent is abundant in my town. Do you think im going to rebel ? Yes. But only by outsmarting the current standard fella not to a girl. What am i talking about stella?

I can't write, I have no idea how to keep myself from falling deeper than the depths of fire burning my shattered soul, slower than a snail who might cross over from one place to another. Cross the road. Lets imagine I'm in a race against time, please someone guide, please take me and climb higher. If we fall together, then I'll cut the rope assuming you've left me behind, I'm the one who is at the end of the line. let it be divine. I save you from anothers heart and mind. Before you ever had a chance to look into their evil decitful eyes. But I'm breathing like a fish without remembering there's sharks who devour and bite. If I could just have some nanobites, I'll bloodshot them into a spiral of slugs and slime. Not a grunt with a plasma pistol, I'm the real deal, I have ac130's at my command. Disposal. General, federal, incredible, greater than my enemies. That are weak like a melted freddo. Clothes, drones, 50 mm cannons with master chief at the helm. Everything had already happened, its just in the present we will flow. Undergo a transformation.