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COMMENT: I did this Xmas night and frankly, I don't know what to call it. It's a very mysterious writing i made. So please enjoy.

UNTITLED

I'm a masterful poet.
People think I should quit.
But my mind is set on fulfilling it.
Why can't they just leave me submit.

I love this very much; I know I do.
Don't tell me to request anything out of the view.
Not much of an artist; I'm being very true.
They knew they knew.

All the snakes and kings that rule all day.
Sea of oranges and unpaid pay.
The little girl is a sinner for a man so many say.
Just sit there and lay.

Theories of 2012 all up in my head.
Not going to happen we won't be dead.
Skies turning black that's what they said.
This theory is not going to shred.

There are not much breeds such as I.
Their minds corrupted my violence sometimes I wish to die.
The children flaming in radical texting words I just say Bye.
After all; all they do is lie.

SANCTUARY SANCTUARY! Take me to the city!
I am not Mr. T I do not pity!
Hysteria madness among this committee!
Don't you grin your not so pretty!

No one understands.
I'm just a simple man.
Carrying out the legacy of poetry land.
Simple as that it cannot deal with today and their technology and brands.

Climb through the night.
Sleep through the day tonight.
Out of sight.
The city hides the idealist and hide the creativity in light.

Take my hand and we'll penetrate a new land.
A land that someone understands.
A place where no one would harm a woman or man.
That is just a dream after all just like wind and sand.
Blows away and never to return to our hands.