Out from the gut came a flow so exquisite
Beautiful the dye thus the color of the pigment
Out came a cat with some grace just a snippet
Words came together into that which was vivid
So many layers with each gear that he shifted
With each word a door and your brain as a pivot
The world that you knew slowly leaned as it tilted
Proved that your life was not quite as rigid
Confident poise proved to be self sufficient
Teach others peace was the one and only mission
My 3rd Eye sees with clear 20/20 vision
Each phrase at the end a period for fruition
Though they have ears with their minds they should listen
With gold that I offer to their self nihilism
The self in my truth which is smooth disposition
Such skills born from my own premonition
The choice therefore yours which is thus your decision
I can see all the rust in your smile mechanism
That which I speak is beyond recognition
See how you are with your bitter proposition
The joy that you feel is just a mere superstition
With your fake roar and your ill mannerism
I can tell that you like to spread fake optimism
Yourself that you doubt and your strict fatalism
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