| Str8 From CopKilla Queens | IP: 
 
 sorry for the day late reply i had a situation but seeing how we are both past the deadline i assume all is cool....
 I thoroughly abhor my clock's last tick tock, time's scorn in the flesh~
 the current second's parents money and pussy it was born into death~
 i was torn by the best the zenith of the truth in a clash~
 i bash the untrue at my table for two with future and past~
 right now holds my gift called the present but murky waters flood the soon~
 i'll take a purple pill and know half of the two worlds both earth core and the moon~
 a double bladed sword to severe ties in veigns unable to spew~
 the precocious blood saved to dine on at this table for two~
 ether fumes engulf the past pain radiates thru the foggy hate~
 hell's fire sends smoke to the present resulting in a smoggy fate~
 but a blade hath dulled as my present turns to the unkown~
 graced by ecstacy life meets death and i am able to run home~
 but as music begins a musical chairs scenario shows un-lies~
 as shadows rise upon the future and in the past casts a sunrise~
 the past though evil arrives early and graceful future arives late~
 their roles plain stay unclear both entangled in joy and hate~
 as the date and time shifts past stands to leave birthing present's presence~
 soon future sprouts but too feel's time's heavy bearing evanescence~
 conversing thru clenched teeth and lost time this situation i made it for you~
 this fable it grew as i relay it to you my clock's table for two~
 
 1luv.
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