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one to the 24, to wonder..
I'm awake..
that photograph is a picture from my sketch pad it is a lot of drawing and waiting and letting things soak before becoming a page of Art.
it's very vivid and random and lots going on but that's how my mind works at almost all moments.
sometimes, if I'm lucky I do get slow wonderment. For my mind will settle and let me think for itself for once..
if I'm awake I enjoy adult films and sleep, painting and drawing..
that's my life in a nutshell.
Animus the job, destined.
The fuming faintly sharpen a fury
Consummate a collection of couture
Spiraled into a stolen gleam
Deflector thy's dynasty to decide
Plethora, the remains still in tact
Grandeur the supreme's lead
Ornate these prized pigments
Twinge the titled works of art
Alchemy their allured actions
Piqued with each post to perfection
Animus the fan of the fame
Dichotomy this divine duo, afterpraise.
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Prolonged Reduced Remain, Address
Illegal full-scale attack infrastructure
Severely compromising address to experience
Decided towards becoming of subsitution
International begun ventions therapy
Status test Western-leaning intertwined
Governing policy remaining to booking
Injection drug to remaining population
Risen harm of reduced prevents
People who use light drugs began to..
Warhol doing their prolonged stress
Fully-scales invasions brought strategies
Discriminatory articles innermost coding
Emigrating reconsidering therapy
Remission invasions victories helped
Powerful neighbor to a statemate
Starting the unjust Warhol's exculpation
Holding fighting preventing treated
Drugs continue implement reforms
Evenly undergoing thy's fires
People used to drugs or
People, we're these drugs, unjust.
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Opera's Note Sung, Repeat.
Irene reminds oneself to talk
Express the various located line
The dialogue isn't coming as quick
I pull golden teeth sharply
They bite a truth that was once
Fought till blood settles clotted
The spoon with any cut
Why can't those let the yearn
Amore the firstly, the mink
A tiger in the meadow glances
Hers play kitten that seriously shut
A door that's closed till revisited
But only within a diamond degree
Most counterparts come assembled
Might have to listen for instructed relief
The told scene that's plenty to discover
But unbelievers the bond once removed
Bailing thy beg is ever repeated
As told by the one who never knew
But shall give a rightful try
That's a beaten swing to rematch
My opera's the maddest song sung
All high notes.
Diet, to whole written, of fundamentals.
Tailored by a brick lettering of tea
Nondescript the dialect of diagrams
Muddled under the swampy moss
Slovenly the stations that fry gator
Polite to put a stick that's chicken
Surroundings that are unknown
Impulse the intent of iron
Self-conscious that the score is
Cram another concert of country
Cumbersome drip of pig's blood
Wedge the King's stiletto pumping
Distinct to a blue or violet hue of
Knell the crazed eyesight to beholden
Politely this own parade, hilarious.
Numb right hand, problematic
Held back in the first grade
Still had passed but needed to expand
So many moons ago, still green
Yelling a silence to my questioning
Shall never find a truth to core
Must just partake life's circumstances
Tens of decades still schooling
Taken life's courses once too many
Educated guesstimates occuring lately
A little off a bit, misguided.
Turn to a graduated formation.
Bring in the elevated, scholars secure.
Still writing to rightful existence
Honored just to be mentioned
I am capable, trusting.
Life shall carry this pupil's degree.
One day achieved, misfit.
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