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~~Tha Reign Drops~~
IP:
Tha Emporer Of A Common Place, Tha Cold Throne Of Lethargy..
Tha Disgruntled Exists, From Tha Hallways I Hear Laughing..
Governing A Crumbling Empire From Tha Voice Of An Inaudible..
Unheard Of In Tha Manner That His Own Actions Talk To You..
Raised Through A Distorted Image, Flowchart Already Planned..
He Cant Control His Own Mind, How Is He Supposed To Rule Land?..
Tha Grains Of Sand, In Proportion To His Managed Village..
So That 9000 Eyes Could Vision It, Tha Decline Christening..
Pillaging From Tha Christmas Tin, A Modern Day Fairy Tale..
If Modern Was Only Tha Forsaken And Day Was Tha Forest Trail..
His High Majesty Even Thought That He Could Breathe In Space..
A Lifetime Of Over Sustenance, Made That Hard On This Place..
More Of A Remissness Than A Place, Let Tha Turth Be Told..
His Authority Over A Beating Metropolis Was Always Gonna Fold..
Like A Slender Pillow, But His Sentiment Seemed Enigmatic..
Tha Creation Of A Self Destructing Device, He'd Be Tha Plastic..
Thats Contained Beyond Tha Steely Chassis On Tha Outside..
His Love For Tha Job Decreased As Tha Inductible Crowd Died..
Lost In His Own Planet Of Tha Apes, But Replace Tha Apes..
With Unexcited Inhabitents Who This King Is Scared To Face..
His Perfection Was Cataclysmic, Tha Catalyst Of Fallacy..
Tha Director Of Tha Nest That Diminishes Like Tha Hornet Bee..
Tha Monarchy Physically Depreciates Brick Sand By Brick Sand..
Commands Ignored, So All Words Are Worthless As They Withstand..
Tha Orders Of A Superhuman With No Powers And No Appeal..
No Creditability, Hes Like Tha Human King Of Tha Ant Hill..
No Right Hand Man, No Right Way Of Being Tha Man He Used To..
Tha Malefactor Of History, Asking Himself "But Who Knew?"..
How About Tha Whole Population, News Spread During Slumber..
While You Were Relaxing And Up Cropped Another Two Wonders..
That Makes 9, But You Were Too Busy Being Nobody In A Shadow..
Fallen Off Tha Hierarchy, Climbing Tha Shoot, Not Tha Ladder..
Finally Left Tha Castle, But Only To Look For Lost Ovations..
Tha Towns Center In Bad Weather, Is Where Ended Tha Paving..
Insanity Is Brain Storming, Following Tha Path Towards Omega..
You Were On Tha Wrong Track To Start Off With Like A Quaker..
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