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Evolving Thoughts


I am a breathing contradiction The truth within your fiction An astounding embodiment of inner city diction Formed in the perfect collision A part of a coalition of unorthodox paradoxes living in coexistence I sing to the breeze as she intercedes with my inner thoughts It's like intercourse When I pluck your inner chords And move you with this inner force I could make saint listen to this sinners voice And in the course of our lives We could make the world brighter if we put more stars in our skies If we reach back into the depths of our hearts archive We could find out truly exactly where are hearts lie And perhaps if our hearts lie Are you being completely honest This a question I was asked when interrupted by my conscience The answer was a secret But he told me that he'd keep it But what if my conscience were to subconsciously leak it Into an ocean of higher learning Where dark ethereal being conspire to leave liars burning They chant: "You are not above us!" "You cannot control us!" "Rise children rise!" "Because we are all soldiers!" "We were taught a lot, but purposely miseducated!" "Please don't be fooled by the free will that they sold us!"
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