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Eddy.
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Shit.
IP:
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I dont care,keep rejecting my submissions
to me its..
a genre of art and literature that
represents events of my social conditions
An artistic movement W/
the abstract concepts exist independence of my self
the twists that turned
made it grow.. the inconvenience to oneself
See life is just a mix, of realistic and factual descriptions
Physical objects colliding..resulting, into a painting of..
Philosophical.. encryptions
W/ attribute's of acceptions, & rejections, ..
continued to exsist
& failure growed in my mirror's reflections..
when my physical drove further from detailed..
i still stroved..
To that feeling that was not prevailed..
& the favoring, stayed unrewarded..
the walls came closer & closer.
And i turned into a small wreck, fragile and..disorderd.
Shit.
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Fuck you
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