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..:The World of my Room:..
"And as I sit in this room, I wonder if life even exist in my planet.....my planet? Is there even an existence in that speech ol'brother?"
Welcome to my planet, cube shaped not spherical// Four walls of empty hell, inter-steller galactic cell// I sleep on this Rainforest, im a lost tribesman// But the trees must be burning, cus imsonia alighting// The religious bioligist, im searching for an answer// For the meaning of life, stand on the side of cancer// My eyelid's tides in, my moonbrain is drifting away// But my physical shape, remains in motion arc range// I walk in orbit, my gravitiy forces attracts taxes and bills// I sit on the sun watching films, parrellel universe, I hear another kill// Look out my planets hemisphere, extraterrestrial are found there// With no thoughts, the walking talking cyborg, no care for the air// No passion for knowledge, want to start satilite spitting// No message in there writtens, radio waves manipulate these fishes// And standing in this room, I hold the entire sea in my cup// Drain it in blackholes, no need for life, my planet's already fucked// My whole planet is wiped, no food in my fridge// Air ventilation is rigged, all I have, is a toothpick// And try to get rid of the dirt and grit on this ball of shit// I take off my trainers, place it down, make footprints// So I can guide little kids to the rightpath of the way to live// Certain scum goverment micro-organisms have brains ridden// The pay spiders to kill minors, as an excuse to have murder counts rising// So more fungi law enforcements can be called on to arrest ethnic groups// And have a life sentence for nothing, by the card court heartless suit// Well I hate the world of this room, why coninue on this planet// I have 6 nuclear bombs in my blast chamber, and ill crack it// |
wake up people plz, uppin on this
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uppin this
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omfg, PLEASE REPLY TO THIS
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