Depths

April, 7 2017 • Written by RapConcept

It arises from the depths.
I go blind from these rhymes like 'a virus in my iris.
I'm weeping, events while I'm sleeping.
Secrets pile, I'm seeking a princess while I'm reaching.
Intense preaching, vile, incense breathing.
Immense heaving bile.
I'm neither leaving nor meeting or needing gall.
I'm dreaming of demons and evil cabal.
The meaning deepens and the people fall.
 

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RapConcept

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