My Thoughts Dissolve in these composition books like petty thieves evolve into crooks

With each stroke of the pen experiences from previous sins are written in English Manuscript

"That didn't even make no sense"

Dense inequivalent intelligence will never understand my competence of humans inner innocence that still appeals to what's real

Makes them feel like a child running in open fields arms spread ready for take off

I make off like Madoff with a piece of your interest that child like innocence is what I played off

Now see with each line I defined the mind of a crook and your breath is what I just took

LOL wink wink with the blink of an eye you saw another side of I

Gemini often disguise true lies to protect whats inside from those with things to hide

My pride only allows me to provide these moments of self reflection as a fact I'm headed in the right direction

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