Brainrot Empire

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2 ай бұрын

"Thank you for witnessing the drama! Keep on keeping on, you're allowed to feel emotions as a human without self destructing!"
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"Once you genuinely understand someone, something, that my dear, is when the true fun begins, anything before that is just foreplay."
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"Failure to mask, shove a construction cone straight up your- wait, it's too early, sorry it's just that my head is a flurry, of anger and cringe, of my life I whinge, wishing I was better, knowing I'm not, just another failure thinking he's hot, but I know I'm robotic, I'm
certain of my flaws, but I'm kept in check by the laws of man, just another foolish son of Sam, but I'm not on the Lamb, I'm too sedate, even of my mind when it breaks, feel it's too late, right out of the gate, I was gone, just another of Satan's pawns, I wait in the cave not
a lawn, the sunshine does too much harm to me, and all that I see is worthless, trying to smile, but I feel mirthless, taking up the time to write a shitty rhyme, all for naught, it won't make a dime. I'm going at it, feeling erratic, erotic, symbiotic, failure to exist on my own,
I'm not exotic, I'm not rare, just a product of the modern day affair, with the media, I'm telling ya they're bleeding ya, dry, just another needle in your, eye, let me move right between your, thighs, wouldn't know what to do next, I'm afraid I'm going to, die, alone with
these heavy thoughts, looking at all these modern day thots, they have nothing to show for themselves, but at least they got money, maybe I should hug a bee and get some honey, you're just another butt baby, no mixed messages, you get pumped up to get fisted, don't
get it twisted, unranked power pointer you're de-listed, ungifted sight shifted, cannot look you in the eye, you're de-mystified, a cancer on the planet, walk up to the granite halls of the ancients, running out of patience, thinking I'm in need of some maintenance, with this
holy ghost I'm spent, not another God damned cent, I think I smell pie, maybe it's burnt toast, well, I guess I'm another piece of human flotsam as I gloat around, surrounded by punks, just another piece of junk, keep me in your trunk, don't forget to feed me, I'm greedy,
throw all my money out to the needy, to supersede my old self, I'll drink to my health and damage myself yet again, I'm addicted to this process, it's easy, wake up another morning breezy, it's hazy. I'm not crazy, you're just lazy and unmotivated, spokes need to be
fitted, I'm polluted, Diluted, I cant fit through the strainer, I cannot contain my anger, it's filtered, only a little slips through, and even then, it's too much for you." (Continue or end here).
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"When things begin, there will be no more need for words until it is settled. We shall retake and protect our culture."