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A poet never posing Yet composing potent potions Some expose emotions Others threaten Frequency 'VITAL TIDAL WAVES' By choking totems I've had eardrums molten From my words potent spoken I was once cracked And I too have been broken My soul was frozen Yet I stood focused And I envisioned Much better moments I gained A NEW perspective And my position was lotus Pain was observed Not to mention 'noted' Then I took 'no diss' as notice I was The Lord of Omen Not just a lingual sword of potence I began to spit so hard That my tongue got swollen I enforced enclosures Until doors had opened But I then crushed Diabolically devoted rodents My abusive childhood stolen Became my channeled token And 'TRUST NO ONE' Became my awoken slogan And it was always spoken This god was awoken No longer a petty man That sought for atONEment Brazen mixed with devotion Became 2 main components I made myself THE ONE that's CHOSEN Nomore soul erosion Or heart that's frozen But now Me, Myself and I Are my main opponents! ~elm~