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False reality 

By nashon kemp
I'm grasping at eternity but destiny is in the 
way of my false reality...
It's like I'm funeral chasing...
Crashing and dashing...
Call me arthur millers' son 
 death of a salesman 
my heart attacked him with some gum...
And tissue...
Exiled to my past from my future then placed 
from my future to my present...
M.R.merrick 
It's like I'm bound by the blood that flows through me...
Though skin can't get through to myself...
Be carefull of stardom it unleashes a memory known as greed...
Your vision starts to become hazy and
All become that of which you can't see...
My mind s a reckless endangerment to those around me...
Amber Lea Easton...
This is my last call through this 
Brilliantly dark abyss...
This desolate place is just home to a soul
That never existed...
Five points of entry none off exits..
Like a one way haunted room...
Locks on them doors no key holes to see through...
But there's a thing that seems to intrigue me the most...
Death...
After death there's a story never told...
The realm of hungry demons I allowed to lye within my 
beating "heart" and "mind"...traveling through this life 
Within empty soul hole...
Like soho...
So goes my no flow...
The demons help me to spew upon this line 
Some shit oh so sublime...
To try to escape my mind is to try to escape the impossible...
There's nothing left but fat chances...
I'm the rebirth of a genius forgotten...
Gone insane
Howard ashman
Don't act like you know not the name...
Be my guess and look at fame
You'll find something there 
I ain't that deranged...
I'm just trying to 
Try to be sublime...
But I'm only one man....
So allow me to now unleash all 
I've been holding back inside...

What a crime..

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