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MilkyWay Cereal


You're pissed, you're parallel, your mad at it all and I will understand you regretfully

You have torn down walls through piss and apple cider vinegar I fucking hate you

But I feel exactly the same way, you just want your first world version of moksha

These words will trap the both of us in crawling towards liberation, reaching out

Getting a taste getting a vision but your arms length will cut short here in this scenario

Your desperado wishlist will finally cut short, but don't think that it will make me happy

No candle will burn brighter because another one is melted away, I remember a saying

A man who told me in the holy city once said, the greatest temples in the world

G-d’s divine construction and sancity was you, you are the candle to light up his world

His blue and green sphere dark and wild your candle your body is a lantern breaking

Decomposing, even at some times probably festering, but the light in there that will last

That light that soul of yours will, may have its fire burn out but your energy will be infinite

That energy has to go somewhere, I like to think it will break beyond the stratosphere 

So speak behind my head I think that's where my third eye has been hiding all along

If not there I think right under my left nipple, maybe that's why I haven't been sleeping

I close both my eyes except that one, portal to the flashbacks of mistakes and cringe

But not as cringy as the broadcasts lately, not as ridiculous as the articles I spectate on

What makes it worse is your stifled, your a gift card redeemed to a value of no points

Your want outweighed the scale of your need, I tried to fix my need with more want

But I all I want is to know what my need is, then rinse and repeat to start over again

Expecting something different, expecting change from an already opened cocoon

I guess what I'm trying to say is you can expect beauty if your already beautiful already

But you still do and that's the ironic part, you just completed strenuous metamorphosis 

Yet your expecting to cheat nature and go through with it again, vanity has no bounds

You won't find life in the dead sea so what makes you think you'll find it online

So set your ways because arrogance is a product no one is willing to buy anywhere

They just invest in it unknowingly, that's why that stock that value will never crash

They been trading it with each other since stone age, but they never profit on it

Amazing, the most trafficked quality in people can't have a cent be made off of it

But the best about that is people will try and do so enough anyway to make an attempt

Just proving the point, proving the cycle, there are no chains or gears to a cycle

Only people, you break people you break a cycle like any other bad habit to stop

But i'm not saying your bad that's not what I'm saying at all, Im saying be cosmic

Be enlightened, be illuminated, be thoughtful mindful for your ownself

Have some milky way in your cereal

 
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