Verse – Page 3 – Aubrey's Arch

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Selfish Ruins

How is it you cram fate Into your own design To self deprecate Your idle viewing Continue ruining Your selfish trait 12.27.15

Opening The Door For Understanding

We open the door We close it twice As if we are self righteous in our own device If Fluidly comes to conquer Resist the urge to break or flounder It will only make you stronger Less prone to doubt and hate Release the weight Diminish fake 3.3.15

Man’s Milk And Plague

Most ignore what itches their core An urgency of release is then poured back in the tank clogging dreams of real Estate Forcing to escape your true veracity of liberation, Catapulting an array of mass dilation, Loathing misplacement Adoration vague, Man’s major milk and plague 12.11.15

Unique Manifold

If we’re odd and different Ask us why we’re unique Who are we but different? That’s yours and we Odd and smart people A unique off sound to be 1.3.16

3rd World Addict

Enlightened my sentience Still need of repair Leaks and tears Leave blank the wear, Here I stare Like a 2 child who dares To delve in the cave To rise in of the grave Half asleep We’re not the youth High self esteem is proof 3.23.15

Diamond Cluster Routines

But wouldn’t it be quite diamonds to hear White as lilies decreased in fear? Arise my dear, a tethered mess At least a mess of stupendous ends 2 tone elitism, 12th house, enveloped in rage Verse herd for sure, Rainbow orchard Heresy of crime, indentions of time Beautiful rhyme, Sloppy screen to dynamic queen is…

Get Your Ear Phones On

I think in rhyme all the time a language of the mind that falls at the wayside time by time a lot to seek so much to find living inside a voice of Life 10.27.14

Unapologetically Without Fear

neurotic, maladjusted whatever you name i got a counter claim i’m not ashamed not in this game challenging others to the extreme, i don’t give a f*&k, i dream post extreme spirit’s got everything you need creatively compose symbols of courageousness show. less formal, shock a little more shock, change progress some more progress like…

I Write From A Dream State

I have a sceneless scene, it’s awake The mind is like a blank canvas, innate Turn this light off, it’s kind of interrupting my dream I feel proper projections aligning, finally This dream is a scene, mythos of me Journey similar, unknown to man I became natural to my healing self, all we needed to do…