Lightning
• Written by Aristhoughtle
My Brains fried its' Circuits,
Because of Shame Supplied by the Circus,
Undying Lust? The Conditions aren't met so on the Surface,
It seems that I'm calm but inside I am Burning,
With these Servants too Nervous to spit any of the Verses,
Because we freeze up to those Versus,
Our own opinions I want to fight but its' a Tremendous Burden,
Or a commitment, they feel like I'm Incurrin,
For Courage to never rise with the heat of the Furnace,
Let me turn it down, and ask if what you're feeling is Certain,
If you want to take off the blindfold and release the Curtains,
See the actors Ninefold with cigars and their Bourbon,
I suppose they're Behind Doors living in Suburbans,
I just can't relax with these Devices that Hold a greater Purpose,
That hold more meaning that any dreams Lurkin,
Actions that define me, my traits Enticing for me to quit Squirming and Fighting,
Stop the Permits from Lying, The Impertinence of Life Brings,
Only realization of Confirmin the Nice Things Convertin Vermin to Right Peeps,
Slurrin at Night My Speech,
Meets with ideas and Merges whilst bobbin and Jerkin like Ice coming from the Sky to ignite Lightning,
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Aristhoughtle
Member since December 25 2014