Absent Minded
pedastools_who i tagged
I just want to be heard
cries th lonely angel
and in this thid eye
god is dead
its a show
a show
a show
come on in
youre on a pedastool
now
tun me off
turn me on
take th lead and lead them to the next one
circle around
beneath the sun
from the darkness
to the light
creative masterpiece of our souls and answers
an oracle and here is your answer
I just want to be heard
like this lonely angel
and in this third eye
god is dead
are thes your paths detective
are these your cluses
are these your metaphoricla stutes of questions and amusements to tagf eachother silently
of poetic verses
and red hatters you might stumble upon
violently red lost on you
away from me
but inspired by me?
away from you
am i inspired by you?
am i sucking you in?
sucking you dry
an empty recycled drem of mine
another clue to pass on by
something you didnt see
of a lonely mastermind
its a show a show
a show a show
a free service
something berserk and courteous
lead me there
my destiny my layers
i will follow you
will you discover me
will i figure out your riddles
of title waves
and mastery and clues of what epic to read to guide me to what other part of the crime scene as i investigate myself you and me
and i spy inside my mind
someone given to the hate
a long ways away
a game he cares not to play
a dead end he fathoms
and a complaint that ends the wages of ages
he passes by to contaminate the foreshadowed you cannot fathom the matrix of retardation i refrain but wish to be
a show a show ashow
come be our puppet
come be our angel come be our poisoned apple
our poieoned prayer
come figure out every riddle where we lead you in meaning and decieving laughter
chapter after chapter
but what is the purpose?
its self discovery
and different for everybody
a lonely angel that wants to be heard
and in this third eye
a dead god
but thats just my view of the curse
somewhere to start as i show you something you didnt see
hope you asked a question before you read me
because your next answer lies in the fate of the messenger im guiding you to
as we have trick upon trick
and mindfreak method
upon automatic written channeled perfected rehearsed suggestion upour sleeve
to telly ou
wether to stay or leave
a show a show
is it true intense or boring
its just beginning
its just the start
and every story has an introduction
the epic of the angel my friend
if you want to foresee the middle of a tangent written by an absent mind
forgotttten and left deeper inside lines you cant read
as every page
and every title
reads like this
eye
am what you
knead to no
cklick here for your answer
look bebeth the metaphor for treasure
chest to finish
the cursed pirates
dancing forever
every titleed poem
a part of a sentence or a poem
every page a riddle
everything a clue
detective hollywoood ghost or muse of destruction
everypossibility thought of in this matrix of doom and gloom
child psychology
of prodigal children playing dumb but catching on
to turn away and smile differently
to change their faces
and one day shine another way to relight some fire of desir and talk dirty outsid eand in
reveal to you who lead you where wahy and how
its a free will testimony
let me lead you to the lonely angel
or go witness what i see in my third eye
the lonely angel wants to be heard on a show a show a show
my third eye tells you of a dead god
now be gone
be here nno more
continue your search
and play a less obvious game
this is the beginning i am an alpha og
and the omega you will come to find of a mindframe with skeletal brains and a fake plastic face
that changes every couple of days
go to the lonely angel
with your question
see my third eyes dead god
but are they dead ends and do you just come crawling back to me before to long
or do you
will you ever can you see it will you catch on?
cries th lonely angel
and in this thid eye
god is dead
its a show
a show
a show
come on in
youre on a pedastool
now
tun me off
turn me on
take th lead and lead them to the next one
circle around
beneath the sun
from the darkness
to the light
creative masterpiece of our souls and answers
an oracle and here is your answer
I just want to be heard
like this lonely angel
and in this third eye
god is dead
are thes your paths detective
are these your cluses
are these your metaphoricla stutes of questions and amusements to tagf eachother silently
of poetic verses
and red hatters you might stumble upon
violently red lost on you
away from me
but inspired by me?
away from you
am i inspired by you?
am i sucking you in?
sucking you dry
an empty recycled drem of mine
another clue to pass on by
something you didnt see
of a lonely mastermind
its a show a show
a show a show
a free service
something berserk and courteous
lead me there
my destiny my layers
i will follow you
will you discover me
will i figure out your riddles
of title waves
and mastery and clues of what epic to read to guide me to what other part of the crime scene as i investigate myself you and me
and i spy inside my mind
someone given to the hate
a long ways away
a game he cares not to play
a dead end he fathoms
and a complaint that ends the wages of ages
he passes by to contaminate the foreshadowed you cannot fathom the matrix of retardation i refrain but wish to be
a show a show ashow
come be our puppet
come be our angel come be our poisoned apple
our poieoned prayer
come figure out every riddle where we lead you in meaning and decieving laughter
chapter after chapter
but what is the purpose?
its self discovery
and different for everybody
a lonely angel that wants to be heard
and in this third eye
a dead god
but thats just my view of the curse
somewhere to start as i show you something you didnt see
hope you asked a question before you read me
because your next answer lies in the fate of the messenger im guiding you to
as we have trick upon trick
and mindfreak method
upon automatic written channeled perfected rehearsed suggestion upour sleeve
to telly ou
wether to stay or leave
a show a show
is it true intense or boring
its just beginning
its just the start
and every story has an introduction
the epic of the angel my friend
if you want to foresee the middle of a tangent written by an absent mind
forgotttten and left deeper inside lines you cant read
as every page
and every title
reads like this
eye
am what you
knead to no
cklick here for your answer
look bebeth the metaphor for treasure
chest to finish
the cursed pirates
dancing forever
every titleed poem
a part of a sentence or a poem
every page a riddle
everything a clue
detective hollywoood ghost or muse of destruction
everypossibility thought of in this matrix of doom and gloom
child psychology
of prodigal children playing dumb but catching on
to turn away and smile differently
to change their faces
and one day shine another way to relight some fire of desir and talk dirty outsid eand in
reveal to you who lead you where wahy and how
its a free will testimony
let me lead you to the lonely angel
or go witness what i see in my third eye
the lonely angel wants to be heard on a show a show a show
my third eye tells you of a dead god
now be gone
be here nno more
continue your search
and play a less obvious game
this is the beginning i am an alpha og
and the omega you will come to find of a mindframe with skeletal brains and a fake plastic face
that changes every couple of days
go to the lonely angel
with your question
see my third eyes dead god
but are they dead ends and do you just come crawling back to me before to long
or do you
will you ever can you see it will you catch on?
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