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King Author

King Author

Weirder then fiction

Life is weirder then fiction,
When looked through a prism
Of world wide conquest, colonialism.
Or subliminal imperialism.
We must stop their mission to enslave the next generation of children .

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Altre opere di King Author...
All he ever wanted

All he wanted was his pensive to be intensive and extensive, The empirical evidence… my sentences show no apprenticeshi… membership in these type of hollow…
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Preacher

Recited infinite amount of rhyme, an infinite amount of time’s. Performed sublime symbols and signs in a stone mason shrine. Was baptize with corn oil and wine…
Regardless

Your love tainted me from within, Was your arch angel, but you turne… Regardless, still the most earnest…
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a writer's woos....but whatever....

Could it be the way I converse when I write my verse that’s a gift and a curse? Is it my subtext?, or my timing?.
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I found her

Its different this time. I can’t turn away cause its hard. Can’t turn away cause it will piss… Can’t turn away cause people say i… ...I stare when she looks away,
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Becoming one

lips slightly apart, senses become sharp, my eyes go dark, before i kiss you with all the energy in my heart.
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Boast

I boast when my frame plays host to an alchemical dose of utopian dope. A conclave of smoke, This pius pope raises
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Dirty minded

I abuse my muse, Chewed, screwed, battered and bruised. It’s true, her expression confused. no clue
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very ruff draft

The trace elements in his sentence… ..you couldn’t decode the encoded… Your imagination too narrow, in a… Your imagination is too narrow fro… He can imagine the unimaginable,…
individual sentences

Herbs and rhymes so fuckin intertw… i write all the time they say Im out of my mind and tha… Sometimes lighting fills the sky i hear angels cry when i cry...
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The best amongst them

I spit my bars for eons! Around 9… Chained to a dead man in a dungeon… he couldn’t hear nothing. Over night, My messages of death brought him t…
worst then hell

Worst then what hell has to provid…
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Self in cells

Its so hard to let you go, So I h… But you’re a part of my heart, So…
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Love, my love

Love has become my lover She will never suffer. From pauper to prince with just on… Her laughter the gates of heaven,… Her body, a space odyssey.
The rebels flight

I’ve suppressed in my mind, so I wouldn’t die, all the transgressions you provide. waited for the right time, The bird cage and window I aligne…
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