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I have been popping pills, but I have never thought I was smarty; my stream is awful, I saw you are smarty. I have been smoking two packs, trust my bloodstream is awful, aches like coughing ,never been thinking brightly, but I never thought you would like me. I know, the thought is stupidly funny. The voices in my head clinically insane. I love black caffeine sounds, disgusting, I am not silky; I like it, brown milky. Did not even know I was diagnosed sleepism, because I never go to bed, I just fall asleep limitless< I was low diagnosed, high ill, never be sober, because I am out of this world. Wonderland is full of laws, world is metaphorical, because I am out. When I am going, yards, breeze is calm, but tree leaves are screaming, run leaves run! And I am having a rest; I can feel the breeze, only the trees are screaming, run leaf run. Fuck text, fuck rap, fuck my right lung, I am not going to lie, I am 25 y. old but no one seen my prime, everything is ghetto around me, run but I can walk that is my ill mind, I can make anyone sip my dirty sprite, I am not going to lie, I am addicted to lies, damn everyone flies, I am not singing, I am just vibing.
Shit is not real, I am back to my bullshit, because I am fucking piece of shit, and it is easy to tell. It is no more funny, I am not ready to show my prime.Pseudolirics make me out funny, this is silly, but my pseudo hallucinations are full of bloomy. I am not blooming. Voices in my head, dirty talks, fucks up situations in the religious way and family situations, looking in the mirror, after leaving mirror my image stays forever, literally. Homies got me under pressure. Fake love, no trust. Surrounded by snakes, mind-controller, cheap tricks make them happy, that is what is sadly. But they are happy, lord knows, I am not angry. He was anxious, but never shown his hunger, momma expected him older …puff puff pass, are you high enough. He hated gold but they made out of him gold, trapped in his reality, shown at the age of 18, out of reality .Pity because I am pity, flying in the sunshine so high that wings burnt and pen fell on the ground with his mind , closed .I am that what they want, that is not what I want.
P.S.Peter Pen
Soul has no legs, no arms, only body and wings scattered around the angel dust.
Buddha will sing with me acapella, I like you Cinderella, and sometimes I am on my own, out of circus, on my way with pistols. You saw me three times, I felt excited, times are like stars, I will be calm, shine underground stars, smart. I was not sober, nor high, you were smiling, look, and can you describe me. Streets of fruits, two steps of getting high, but I am shy, you will see me in bloom soon, I will be saying  high, if not , I will be smiling too  , in next life. My outside future is a mask, trust no one, I am not lying, I am not funny, I am hunger, I am ill, not going to lie, I need to know what you think about my mental condition, tell me the truth. I have autumn leaf disorder, I am general leaf, that is real, that are my night dreams, not lucid, I am a daydreamer, autumn leaf disorder , autumn leaf disorder , Georgia general, I will make worldwide.Fuck , I am not meaning Luis Bunuel, or Salvador, my talk is cheap, I am not in my prime. I need bars, chocolate bars, just want me to introduce to my mind should I?I am stuck in Styx , with no legs and arms, I need to move to another level, but it needs to be early.Fuck meditation, sorry I like meditations, simple mathematics, two plus one, minus one equals love, science fiction, doors are open, it is your mind, so you can choose one .The doors open at o’clock, time passed , now it is 1 o’clock, I am on the road of fruits, you saw me stairway away , it was heavenly undercloudly excitement and happiness. I love mom and trust nobody, it is a miracle every day and night, the same thoughts, and peps are above us, I am 25 and still listening to trash, because I am not fake, they do whatever I never do, because king told me it. I am Italian, half-Georgian, but I know one word spaghetti, I miss my dad, I do not even know what is wrong with him, listen! No trust for people. I am stranger than science fiction. I do no bad, no love for friends, I am a weirdo. My teacher told me that I am an idiot, but sorry I live with it, too many dead cells, I am a weak hearted, controllable, listening to real MCS, spit bars, drink hard, none can notice that, listen, fuck to bars, ghetto shit is not real, fuck 90s, he even not call me, want to see my daddy, he is overseas, none can understand me.I want to shake a hand with my dad, I said I love you and when I was younger only felt excitement.Pappa I was raised that way, little toddler talked too much, nonetheless, now watching nowness, fuck sleep. I want to pop some pills.Antipsycotics got me real angry, voices in my head virtual insanity, she is my cosmic girl, and I felt euphoria, that is what it came from. I am losing it, waiting for my next life.
I do not want to make a wrong impression about myself. Masterminds will faster minds. Upside down, mental freeziness. That is all I have to say, stop it, I want to add more, I never been this lazy, crazy, depersonalized, deepened heart, achen, muscle achen   , blood pressure raises. So fuck them all , I am coming with raging and I will not stop till I gain my motivation, no jokes, the psychiatrist said watch on the floor, blood dripping , gossip sneaking, volume rises, I am not fighting, I am vibing with unemotional dirt, it is not rally, my villagers, roses are red, violets are blue, because I want  protection.They have no rights to enter the doors of my mind, I will study karate beat them all fuck them all screw them all.
They have no rights to look in the mirror, thought I found a new island, lost my mind talking nonsense, they crossed my mind, but I am not a zebra, so I crossed my way to the traffic lights, but guessed what, they sped up, wanted to crush me, I do not care let them be my zebra in the zoo. I thought I found a new eye , when I land you can take me there until stars from my eyes are shining bright, I can change everything, They call me Jack with Uzi, because I have been stealing too much, lying, dying, shitting on a microphone, spitting on a TV zone, talking on a radio show, chilling with a homies, damn , I am lying, I am sober, feels lower than average, my blood DNA shows, I will be dying soon, but not from voices in my head, I will be lazy writing, I am just vibing, you are crazy, mad, my soul got a lot of shining stars, my soul stands alone, no reincarnations, because I am crazy , my thought fills no body. They want me to make me shy, it is what I say, it is not bright, I could be in an underground, near the heart of the planet. I wish I could be a freezing moon, if you want to. I am a different person an autumn leaf, if I guess if would say so what, it could be a meaning of life, or some melancholic tunes from ahead of life. God created the earth; god created Adam and Eve, Adam made this world for Eve.
Lotus flowers will bloom, open soon, there is going a sand scattered above the head in the daylight, the sun will strengthen the effect every day until soft roots, will absorb the goods.
Loosing roots that is what is happening in my brain but who the fuck knows what is your thought doing in mentally ill, complex, lazy addictive- psychiatrist said my wrists, nonprofessional, I am scared ,is anybody out there ,I am scared, is anybody out there. I am leaving, is anybody out there for me, or I   circus cough cough .There is only one happiness for my family and it hard to write   evil within  white out thrash flash,I am not hiding ,I am not running because I can feel the ground motherfuckers who wanted to see me ten ft. deep ground

                                                                                 Mon Roi

Why the goods have to travel, why the goods cannot find peace in the boredom. I wish I had had motivational feelings earlier. You were respected but you avoided responsibility, you chased your dream also you made my dream. You are a writer on the paper, and i am just a leaf. I say I will never read you but you still read me. You had to gotten your responsibilities all I learnt was time changing from you, your fake trees made me think about you. You made out of me an autumn leaf, I wish me was born lately. I reimagined how you had written on a leaf .you changed your place 3 times and ended leaf’s life  why aren’t you writing your my motherfucking motivation,  inspiration,   if you write on a leaf again I will try my best to change my  point of view, tree of life child, meaning of life will come true, that is for you. I can’t imagine what your grandsons will call you, grandfather, granddaddy or pappa, can’t imagine how my heart and mind react,    because there is only one papa in the world.