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"Curiosity’s of Time and Space" Rate This
Curiosity’s of time and space is what I face
Is the big bang theory fake and can our origin be traced A product of whut God did create or a King fabricate Hate to shake your foundation or penetrate your mind Make you wonder if more than 9 planets circle the sun’s shine Did man and dinosaur coexist at the same time The Flintstones suggested it, so I suggest it in this rhyme If I could rewind the hands of Father Time and find The answers to the questions of Mother Earth Search for the worth of time and find the value of life Evolution from gas, monkey, to man or created from dirt Sights of Aliens in the twilight shadows lurk Alls not well in Roswell or we’re bein’ told false tales One man’s missin’ a rib or are we followin’ a lost trail Dwellin’ on time travel to make my mind unravel Could the flex capacitor be a reality Or just thoughtless babble in our imagination Is there a fountain of youth to bring immortality Or is death the truth, a war fought since creation My mind heightened to a sensation unexplained A burnin’ curiosity set fire to my brain Continents drift over millions of years done changed Or location the same, a coincidental puzzle remains Fit together the pieces that came, I’m left speechless By the idea of parts of a universe that’s reachless Is there any type of life beyond Pluto, who knows Humans elsewhere see us with 2 eyes, hands, legs, feet, and 10 toes And when Armageddon comes will the whole universe clash as foes While ponderin’ existence in a distant galaxy I’s lost in the stars, remenicin’ on reality Eye’s glazed, the moon’s shine left me drunk on thought Soberin’ experience as God painted the early morn back drop Wonderin’ bout were we are, will go, and never be An infinite universe, most we’ll never see Forever we remain a small spec on the canvas Maintain through the soul livin’ in the stanzas Life vanished, so were does livin’ land us Tryin’ to discover the meanin’ of life like Atlantis Drowned in my search blame Fate, she planned us How we supposed to manage when sh*t gets scandlous Don’t explain my life, just take whut’s handed thus We never fear death our last breath will be granted us |
ahh this was dope stucture nice needs work still but w/e nice man dope i was feelin diss nice vocab as most moments nice topical wise shit...8/10 you can do better and this coula been better but it was dope tho...
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hey hey! you fixed your structure... your dopeness just went up by like 500..
I was feelin this... good content, good flow.. GOOD STRUCTURE! .. all round a nice piece of work. 9/10 |
nah man there was nuttin wrong wit his structure before. He a better multi rhymer n the structure he had was well fitted. i.e his piece liquid image dat he dropped dat was dope. but this a good piece as well man. keep em coming I can see da improvement
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