The Immortal Wize

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Extreme

CATEGORY

just different

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I sit in my own prison

clammy and cold before

turning on the heat

to warm and melt away

my brain freeze

into sloshy slush

of total madness

there is no cure for

this kind of illness

stricken by a curse

meant to bless me

haunted by my muse

breathing inside of me

taking my breath away

violating my selfish

need to be normal

as I move between

my disarranged moods

and preposterous attitudes

I will not set myself free

from all this lunacy

listening to a UGK CD

feeling like my mind

is on PCP

damn I miss Pimp C

books stacked up

in piles and heaps

coins used for paper weights

old albums in milk crates

everything needed for

shut-in’s on stormy days

plastic sporks & paper plates

pens in coffee mugs

12 junk drives

Sitting on a hard drive

no sir, no ma'am

I am chief anomaly

of the family

besides me

there is nothing stranger

test me you might be

in lyrical danger

posted up

I have no reason to

leave my chambers

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