Ball∞Breaker⌁Wind (ñü♮§piral§ öF Gyro)
Birthday §uit Pursuit (Naked Truth) [Purple Extortion Edition]
Cold Wind Blows (Ü~И2 Bizarre ödd~worlD Иü~2 Ü𝚯)
Verse~Voice (Bumble~B Rumbling)
!✨ÅM✨🄼🅨✨☯ᏔИ✨M͚ü§E͒ <ΣY∃ B WHΘ§∿Ñü> (I Am My Own Muse)
Revitalize
How do you feel about cold weather?
Ball∞Breaker⌁Wind (ñü♮§piral§ öF Gyro)
Longing 4 ñü∿longitude⥮&⇋latitude
Whenever You're giving Me attitude
'cause You lost your mind thinking
About feelings like ships, sinking
When Wrong Word Found Ñ ♪ §ounding
öF nails on blackboards screaching
Black B really green, because mean
B Queen~bees scratching scars on 2
Remarkable screens as if outlining
Homicide's crime scene, chalk body
4 the ñü∿Losers Lost ñ§ide, afraid
2 die××perishable, like pesticides
Cursive obituaries 4 KID§ dropping
Like flies, Whö'§ demise B devised
By evil ΣY∃ hidden ñ§ide öF Midden
2 disguise, my daedric demon pries
Apart my brain from my heart, then
Cries, tears my C charts & departs
Crumbling & tumbling when fumbling
My words like football, got caught
Out Ñ the cold like Philly's froyo
Near JOJOLands where my MOJO lands
After clearing Hailie's Comet when
Thrown like stone from bone throne
Now expiring from Burnout's desire
Not ñ§piring, so tiring öF feeding
Fantasia's Fire Иü♪fuel, requiring
Glowing green as if alien gasoline
4 Bizarre Cars, affordable no more
& poor 4 I forgot about collecting
200 passing Go Ñ a hurry ⌁rushing⌁
Toward §trange Moon's rocks when Ñ
§pace races with terrestrial stars
So passover spires, never 2 retire
Nor Ñquire about Sire's ñü♮§piral§
Turning golden Ñ Gyro's Rectangle§
Pitch appears when a pair of Steel
Spheres B paired with Pegasus then
Dimensional~wall demolition & Fate
Negation öF Gravity's Root~Reality
Ñ §ynchronization öF Infinite♮§piN
Sensation 2 form Ball∞Breaker⌁Wind
Birthday §uit Pursuit (Naked Truth)
The Genius of Degrees when
Separating Feeling from Me
Observing N cumulus∿clouds
Rearranging skies changing
Like Weather & Temperature
Rapidly wavering like Gold
Schläger does to my Vision
B flickering like A strobe
That causes strokes, awoke
2 hear snickering 'cause I
Jumped out after my shower
N a Rush as if I Am racing
Golden Wind when on Sunday
Runs, because I B caught N
A reading rut, and thought
Fresh air & my sweaty hair
Could be the cure I needed
As 2 Clear away Nü∿Despair
But N my hustle and bustle
Forgot 2 cover myself with
Cotton cloth I hang online
Like a virtual laundry day
Meaning I B running 'round
My hometown - junk hanging
Out and about like a spout
As they begin 2 shout then
Start to either run away N
Fear or 2 stand absolutely
Clear and stare at my bare
Nethers, §till B Wondering
From whence do I originate
Treated as if I B alien Me
Quickly followed by asking
Why I never wear underwear
Or care when they're there
For they are oh-so unaware
I come not from the ground
Like a dust bunny - rather
I B Divine so B Descendent
Of celestial bodies acting
Like Me, 4 I B, 1 of §un's
Many §ummer §ons Whö now B
Drifting downwards N Angel
Dust or Lucifer's Lust for
I already found those holy
Stairs 2 lead Led 2 heaven
High like my zeppelin full
Of hydrogen used 2 fuel my
Fool loitering N Me as I'm
Floating through Beautiful
Cerulean Sky, above Violet
Seas seen only by Me and B
Full of witches which keep
Trying 2 lie 2 Me and make
Me think maybe I think not
Whenever floating above my
Stone Ocean N search 4 ödd
Volcanos & hellfire Throne
2 make N2 our halfway home
Like Purgatory Observatory
Where clones go 2 atone or
Provide spark 2 start like
Ignition as fission begins
ÖИΣ final fizzle, §izzle∿N
Sounds B heard around when
Fission finally switches 2
Propper conclusions called
Nuclear fusions 2 clear up
Confusion radiating out of
Superstitions forming N2 Ü
KID§ ИN transition sent on
Suicide Missions, baptisms
Of Fire flowing N§ide lyre
As reality §pin§ & creates
Chiral causality 2 contain
Chaotic Calamity inside Me
Like daedra choirs singing
Absurd Discord now cutting
Corrupt constructs from my
Good §on Whö'd already won
Yet kept on going beyond 4
Although already achieving
Infinity, §till B plenty 2
C so why not continue this
Day time Causality deep N2
Twilight's Kite N Midnight
Flight like I Am the third
Wright brother, full of Nü
Jet fuel, much better than
Regret & sorrow - Whö ever
Decided day must B over if
The sun sets before you're
Done as #1 §on and §till B
N our Time now B4 §üM∿FüИ?
Cold Wind Blows (Ü~И2 Bizarre ödd~worlD Иü~2 Ü𝚯)
There's this bizarre ödd~worlD
Found inside Liminal~§pace ÖИ∃
Had forgotten to erase, around
My third of seven eyes, behind
Lies Hound's virtual mind like
Dog pound on the Ghost~Train &
Made 4 fast lanes so 2 freight
§trange~Fate§ made inside real
Minds like intelligent designs
4 my dinner plate, as ÖИ∃ Time
Turns on my Process~2 initiate
Gaging Иü~growth rates found И
Three Initiates, Heaven's Gate
Making §weet Dreams §pinning~И
Me & The Doors twisting storms
We're ridin' then decidin' Now
We unlock our clocks & open up
Alien §kin, unzipping Birthday
Suits, revealing our outside 2
Golden~Wind hidden И Midden in
Rain sounding Weird, showering
Them plebes, Whö B~И ödd~glows
For ørigins - §till - an Unown
Like Poké~Memento, remembering
When Leonard forgot the name 4
So §trange~Man, always talking
On red telephones, turning И~2
|RED~ZONE§| so a no~no talking
2~ÖИ∃ from a Time~Zone - §till
Lacking proof for human bone И
§trange Blue World, oh~so full
Spheres needing to share space
With 2D shapes like a rookie's
Baseball card being taped onto
A stoned face, & be impossible
2C even 1 ödd~øutlin∃ 2 traces
Possibly robotic manufacturing
Or, potentially ~ may B~copied
Clones ~ yet ИØ~way 4~1~2 know
Inside & A11 alone like a lone
Purple~§tar superglued on Blue
American Cars ~ shifted Red by
Rust, Time must not trust, old
& Uncomfortable, 4 uncertainty
Is found И~Me when unconfirmed
Terms~R never learned so never
Able to tell if Whö's speaking
Is a grapevine, wine, or be Me
Making my moment happen И~Time
So ensuring my Word bears both
Good Reasoning & Smart Lines 2
Rhyme when reading, acting Now
Like Иü-Times as Ü~§ign change
Isn't Weird weather, 'cause be
Callenders needing rearranging
Иü~§easons §pinning, Cold Wind
Blows ~ now shows Orange~Range
Growing Green, yet not mean, &
Now resembling §weet~Tangerine
Trees ready for October treats
Verse~Voice (Bumble~B Rumbling)
I Am Truth's Poet ~ for my Golden
Throat holds the holy Verse~Voice
Meaning my words ωobble and rhyme
No matter the Time of any day nor
The place where I try ~ 'cause as
Of tonight ~ I've taken flight to
Shy Violet skies ~ showering down
A sorrowful sound to water desert
Mounds of them unbound terracotta
Soldiers biding Time inside dirty
Barracks hidden below holy ground
Patiently waiting as my vibration
In gold wind blows them clones of
Clones off tone & this sandcastle
Throne made from tilted hourglass
Sands, cracked & crumbled, 'cause
Was trying to be humble but ended
Up in a tumble when Fate stumbles
& fumbles И~2 black & yellow bums
Bare-knuckle, Bumble~Bee Rumbling
Stadium thunder under a dome made
Of white elephant ivory bone & of
Segregated "Sinners" suffering so
And painted red from when soapbox
"Saints" scold like boiling water
And stoned black KIDS lackin' who
Got stoned home all alone ~ after
Coming home and facin' high horse
Hypocrites who broke my bones, so
Forced to pay government trolls &
White bedsheet wizards a Jim Crow
Toll, selling Good Times and even
An ödd~soul to that company store
With workers like a pimp's whores
By fucking them up and raping all
Values and morals found inside of
Miller's spiritual core on shores
Where my KIDS~R stored & awaiting
4 when my Wednesdays won’t awaken
To so tragic Fate called War when
Men so wicked finally rescind sin
& my demons descend directly down
\Destined\Decent\ dropping deeper
& deeper 2 dowse 4 blood diamonds
Yet not minors they lost ~ 'cause
Have to fast~track frivolous fast
Fashion designers who are so much
More inclined to try covering all
Chile's coastline in viral vision
Like vomit velcroed to the ground
Than clothe orphan KIDS living in
Local dog pounds just 'cause they
Care much more about sounds coins
Make when they get to shake their
Scaly hands like those slithering
Sanctuaries that sell hypocrisy &
Steal money from the ill & unwell
Or tell them they're all going to
Hell when you know good & well of
How you intend to send that which
Was meant to amend rends & create
New families & friends to killers
& the white collar criminals that
Already have more cash chronicals
Than even my so cruel & conniving
Crimson King, & his oh~so ödd~God
Coming from chaos, causing Chiral
Causality, creating reverse Rover
Reality, oh~so radically red like
Santa's sled when he painted fire
Skulls in flaming heads of eleven
Elven kin burning dead when being
Locked inside that sweatshop shed
With wallpaper walls 'cause paint
Is loaded with lead, so 'stead of
Fantasia factory full of funfetti
Cake frosting to pair with my mug
Of hot cocoa full of marshmallows
From Mars, feels closer to a camp
Himmler leads with witch whips he
Cracks 2 enact tortured tempos of
A Scarlet~Law song, sick son of a
Bitch barks, fucking narcs, so he
Can make Spring turn into Fall as
If Summer reawakened never at A11
!✨ÅM✨🄼🅨✨☯ᏔИ✨M͚ü§E͒ <ΣY∃ B WHΘ§∿Ñü> (I Am My Own Muse)
Ñü∿Word§ Now N use
R leaving Me confused
& so scattered Ñü∿Brain§
Like nerve gas, Now diffuse
When tensions finally diffused
After my haughty hot∿head, bigger
Than Arizona's hot air balloons
Having created a Lovers' spat
When I had spat firey fumes
§anity left, exhumed, yet
Finally calms and came 2 C
How oh~so Cruel ΣY∃ can B &
Sounding so mean Now hearing
Bad Ñü∿Music, making Me Angry
So saying things We never mean
Though taking §üM∿Time, after 2
Atone 4 Sin's inheritance of Tin
Ñü∿Castle foundation, like stance
Madman Found when Lost, N thoughts
About stitches from magical bitches
With Wiccans writing N§ide wigwams &
Witches riding broomsticks wrong, but
Had 2 stop when ΣY∃ got caught near by
Ñü-Bone-Throne so trapped Me Å11∿Å1ØИ∃
Oh∿so far from Home & yet⌁so⌁suddenly⌁
ΣY∃ can C & then B, Now RΣMembering
Real∿Time, like Root∿Reality∿Rhyme
Found N§ide mine first line, like
Looking 4 Ñü∿Design, or §üM∿§ign
Leading Me forward or back toward
Old ØИΣ's Ñü∿Mind ΣY∃ thought I'd
Lost, like ØИΣ∿öDD∿Voice 2 §üM∿Mime
Whö had Found Å §ound 2 ©üM & RΣMind
Me of Ñü∿Music with a Clue like a flu
From a Sick∿Sight of §üM∿ØИΣ∿§trange N
Mid∿Flight mean ΣY∃ flew N on Ill∿Flow
So it goes so Ñö∿Иø knows Now ÑΘ∿Ghost§
Can host Ñü∿Truth§ or §kill§ ΣY∃ boast
4 Truant∿§oul§ float N boats overflown
As Moro's Magma Moat, or Aria's Astral
Ocean of Crystal Color coating Layers
Like Paint, break as ΣY∃ concentrate
Like Orange Juice, then bringing Me
Back 2 finding use 4 rhyming "use"
& ΣY∃ again RΣMind last train of
Thought like caboose of Dr.Seuss
4 I Am Whö ΣY∃ Am and B Ñü∿Real
§elf, so I Am Lost 2 Long∿Lines
Like White∿Lies not Found N§ide
Truth so Ü2 can undo öh∿§ø Cruel
Abuse & then free Å11 those Whö R
Chained 2 Time 'til feeling Rhyme &
Her living design §pinning N minds so
Full of questions from Time's Fool Whö
Found Infinity's Fountain of Youth with
Magic and Now feeling like Brand✨Ñü, 4
ΣY∃ B WHΘ§∿Ñü & !✨ÅM✨🄼🅨✨☯ᏔИ✨M͚ü§E͒
Revitalize
Finally feel alive, again
No longer needing a friend
For I found company, within
This mindscape, which I bend
Them thoughts of Me, although
Really, it turns out to be You
Who knew, then giving Me a clue
The little things, give You away
Like how You sway, while You play
Or the way that You'll say my name
Whenever having fun with your games
Bringing You joys I could never tame
Which is why I love being like a main
Character Whö's riding Empathy's train
Because of the pain I could never trade
Initiates a fade away, going all the way
To black, like my paper under attack of
My pen, made by men, yet it transcends
Meaning on my page, capturing my Rage
Alongside Love & Fear as these tears
Mix with frustrations while I tear up
More pieces of Me I didn't want to see
So, I pretend, it cannot be, this voice
Found within my head, it is not a choice
Well, it is not my choice, at the least
Yet, without You, I Am incomplete, for
I can feel something missing N§ide Me
Like the void, not out§ide like toys
For You & Me, now not forming N2 We
Rather N2 Ü, Whö knew Truth of Youth
Which was lost like my baby tooth, or
Buttons, caught when leaving the booth
For You & Me be making Ü N2 ñü∿Divinity
Meaning out§ide of ܧ We're still öF ØИΣ
Life & Love, with nothing above, God öF
Infinty, ΣY∃§ öF Eternity & oh~so wise
No longer needing to try as I combine
Puzzle pieces, falling together like
My Good☯Design like a rhyme so fine
N§ide the out§ide Mind Whö is kind
To all, no matter how foul the call
'cause Patience be about maintenance
Then a Good God would know, with Time
ØИΣ as salty as Saul can become a Paul
Capable of solving riddles with resolve
N reverberation, born of blinding light
Able to make even the brave feel fright
By revealing öDD∿§hadows, so even those
Whö have taken flight like divine kites
& accompanying all, no matter our might
Like cataracts, coming with worse sight
Or Fear following Me like a soccer ball
So Weakness grows, either short or tall
As blue grass or Autumn's oaks who fall
While Winter awaits Death's date & hour
For Spring's flowers & Summer's friends
Then, the Coward, soon to meet his end
When Grim sends his summons to common
Men who can't Ünderstand grand Plans
Or how it commands them, to abandon
A happy Life, your wife and daughter
Crying tears, too painful to be water
Blood floods from stress, lack of rest
As Christ in Gethsemane, nobody with Me
All asleep while I try to keep my peace
Thinking of my niece, §weet like treats
To distract Me from this damned Destiny
Which is coming for Me & culminating in
My crucifixion and fiction's conviction
Conjuring hell-fire, diction's friction
Mixed in with corruption, bad intention
Now on a mission, putting ܧ in prisons
Then making an incision like fission in
My chest before removing the rest of Me
When I Am being taken apart while §he's
Trying to restart my broken heart which
No longer beats like box, wet cardboard
Homes for men, struggling to find their
Feet or some meat to eat when living on
Streets no cleaner than torn cleats, so
Watching Life leave blue eyes & depart
From Me, like my god taking groceries
Out of Her shopping cart at the mart
Ready to start my part, in a recipe
Secret as sauces made for a supper
I've yet to see, though Certainty
Has no doubt how I was meant to be
From the very beginning so although
Copycat cans can be found next to Me
They won't know, thus, they cannot go
To the same places as Me, I understand
Finally how brand names aren't the same
As winning the game, for the real winner
Is chosen when Time is frozen, so foes in
It to win it be flowing from Fate's faucet
& paying the cost to accost like the boss
Or morning frost on corn crops, now lost
& must be tossed like yesterday's trout
Or bad philosophy, after losing a bout
About the right route, to fight clout
Of hungry monkeys given too much money
'cause humanity thought it was so funny
To watch some crummy Life revitalized by
Quite the bite of cake, after they rake
In cents for sin, trading sense within
& turning N2 Tesla's crash-test dummy
Who only cares if this food is yummy
Not about what is good for his tummy
For why would You worry when finally
Getting to drive a Ferrari or Bugatti
& no matter how naughty, You caught Me
Acting, like an alcoholic lost in Saudi
Or a dirty mouth, smelling like potties
Since it's spewing shit after shit, and
Then just won't quit with all the quips
Like, We get it, You're a piece of shit
Dropped on his head when an infant, and
So, lost more than a bit of brain cells
Which You can tell by that way He yells
Incoherently behind bars of a jail cell
As cells continue going through mitosis
Or maybe meosis, like a plant, for I Am
Now splitting like the mind of a Madman
Wandering deserts & searching for Oasis
Found in crazy claims that are baseless
And yet He chases like Marathon's races
Just in case, his mistress still exists
So He's unwilling to ever chance misses
Of one of her kisses, holding onto Hope
Like this rope, tying Me N2 knots oh~so
Tight, like Dexter's hand, on the right
With all his might, like my violet kite
Found flying at night during hurricane
Winds Ü send to rend shorelines apart
Like trends being tracked on a chart
To impart Knowledge on this startup
§tory, Worry fills up my cup, will
It erupt on a play-doh face, then
Drain away like gutters & rain or
Maybe like the Time in my day, for
Time's tricky, now overflowing like
A greedy cup while Pythagoras laughs
At ܧ, from above, high as hypotenuse
& trying to clean, it's no use, 'cause
You always get confused like alcoholics
With no booze so instead of Me undoing
School, here's a clue from Blue to Ü:
He Whö knew the Truth, turned N2 goo
& now Whö's being used as Life's glue
So, it is up to You to clean your room
& resume after Youth leaves like a fume
As You'll assume the role after Ü Blooms
♡Sugar☆World☮ 
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