fragile but these stones get cast so casual,
I self adjust to the pattern.
Scrambled like solid batter.
As if it matters.
Stood alone in my shadow and witnessed the liquid shatter.
I'm addicted to fathom. Exploded view.
Gathered my pieces scattered. Didn't notice you.
Exposed as chattle.
Sheppard, what I'm supposed to do?
No destinations I travel.
Pride and honor in tandem.
Standing alone dont panic,
Manage my own advantages.
Statistics and analytics, used
to factor these fictions.
Conditioned to be victims
this is black eye vision.
Ghost in shell, Thats our living.
In misery, from love to hate delivery.
Man in da mirror, is not da hidden me.
The surface has risen deep,
Who can interpret given abilities
Lies imperfect on my periphery.
I am just a men. hypocritically.
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