Preferential Treatment
 

If ideas bred results; Trust that I would advocate for miles
While choosing the eternal frown over the prefabricated smile
My plight's in allowance of the unrighteous imbalance
That deprives me of my much sought-after right to a challenge
My boys are satisfied - bearers of the strongest erections
While I wait in the next room, continuing to long for perfection
Flings won't breed philosophies, the sting impedes us possibly
I'm still waiting, though - in the inhabited wings of mediocrity
No enlightenment; it never really profoundly occured to me
I realize I'm surrounded by beauty: but surrounded externally
In lue of the Mrs. that would, actually, suit my resistance
I can only pray that the object of my pursuit is existant
It must be. . Generating excuses: my precedent's despondent
Any joy I felt subsides upon realizing I represent the constant
Tell your sisters to follow me - in the least risky of policies
I promise to savor it when I find it:
The ultimate mixture of quality.

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Shit is hot. U madd deep. U should do fuckin spoken word or some shit

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