Thoughts flow as my will echoes below,
Release in surges like venom dirges,
Dip the tongue in wax pure syntax,
Slither so smooth like cold contacts,
Can't relax got beasts scopin my tracks,
Probin for weakness like illicit suspects,
Unless of course I evade all scrutiny,
Vanish from reality victimless cruelty,
Surely I'll stumble with constant rumble,
Tipsy from the outlets that cause mumble,
Stop to freeze an alarm on the breeze,
Race through options with heart sieze,
Can't relate all topics stagnate,
Purge the hate with a fine tooth comb,
Whether wicked or a saint die alone
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