Friday, 9 June 2017

SECRET.


PRESTON :




Let me tell you something.... Let me tell you a secret.... Let me tell you this words in their order of alignment.... Motivated from my dead, dying, rotten dark soul....Words crafted from my broken smelly bones.....

Let me tell you a something....No Infact let me write you something...So when I'm gone you will hold on to.... Something that will make you smile and sob in equal measures.... Something intense.... Strong like the drug heroine.... Let me tell you....

Gather your friends too...Gather your enemies too....We need all energies....Both positive and negative.... Family should be close.... They are the protogen....Come closer now.... Look at their faces....See them all crying and laughing.... Sobbing and smiling...Others wishing.....Now come even closer..... Smell my breath....

This is the story told from beneath.... This is the last time you will see such a crowd....No such an applaud...This is it.... Home is in the next block.... Block your ears and eyes for all you see and hear...Are trickling barrels of false circularization....

That is the secret... Control your soul... And the earth will bow down to you....

©Hurtsurgeon2017
*Secret*



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