omega minor
• Written by Anonymous
i catch silence as it unfolds,
steal the perfect rhyme for my own.
Do you control what mirrors show?
cold, faceless, lonely curb is both
golden throne and forsaken home.
trouble breathing
or is it too much truth to hold
Words I'm speaking
hone rivers breach knowledge with stone
existence tamed
None know war's released confusion
like moths seek artificial flame
mighty genius
Serpent phoenix
spinning endless
tortoise versus
dragon seamless
theory proven
Check left, check right
this disk of light
never set foundation's blueprint
check depth, check height
fill blanks with what doesn't yet exist
foundations quake I am clock-smith
clearly stitch omega mimic
my big bang is more abundant
elixir mixed much richer
the illusionist be none other bitch
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