deep peice, ya first verse was byfar da best
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Echoing rhymes of times as i climb mountains with harrowing signs of past truth and lies ending merciful cries through irony's fate of subtle jest and bait ridden with incest layered by dark breaths that caress the spirit to near death as i beat my chest in raw vent before i ascend
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i thought this was raw, keep elavating