Spell Love

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Consider a mind that thinks a lot of things at the same time

Now consider mine and what rhymes with blinking

And starts with over the top extinction

A misdirection hither be with discretion

Walking on little egg shells another session

Of vessels, the rest is subtle aggressions

Nestled and rested penned in the paper sessions

Now think about a mind that never lost time and

Kept on the grind, remind and subtly blind

To the rest of the side view, and left the scene of the crime soon

One so advanced it clicks at a glance

Its style rhymes with an ecologist,

Synonymous of a predatory archaeologist

A pattern of crimes very similar to mine

Despite the fact that this time the wave of

Correspondence was ready to make a beeline

Now define this, the east is six and west a seven

Now picture a mind of heaven, ravens and heathens alike

Are relieving after believing, conceding so many aspects of living

Violently retreating as the hail of Mary proceeding

Reliving the past of a tragic communion, the union of those minds

Is like one in a billion, septillion open caskets open up while receiving

The spirit of God, soaked in the blood of the father divine

Now back to His mind and how it combines

Think of a petal, a heart or a medal

It's no conditional truth, it's a forbidden discussion of youth

Maybe you should be acquainted too

What connects these items is not a thinking man's practice

It's a little kids dreams with a heart of gold

And the gleam in the eye of a king or better yet

Goodwill and worship of his queen

A test to test all regrets, a man's own demise

What connects all these things together see, it's not what they be

But what they wouldn't should you let them free

Consider the game and how it is played

Think of a discrete and subtle play i came to with a pencil

You're done and its suspenseful but your mind

is unable to put together the fable.

Consider a christian woman, nothing to picture; then think of a human

One with more curvature than stature and a rigidness for fractures

Hair long like Rapunzel kept in a bun to avoid confusion

And intrusion from demonic occlusion and/or commercial illusion

A book with paper like a paper drip, like a milly mills and a meeky mill

Read it every day, gained to pay the piper

Vipers aren't snakes

The devil giving grades, she got F's while I got A's

Speaking of that girl, what smells of hotels and beer shells

And rhymes with necrophilia, pedophilia and stupidity

At the same time, all the while keeping His tranquility

And security that everything takes time.

Are to take mine, mind your calligraphy and pen time

An oral affront will result in a sudden orientation of the rhymers pride

Now consider a mind so divine and enlightened it frightens the

Idea of subcontinental fashion

And rationing the poor for a fraction of their youth

To see just how uncouth a pale starving lion can be

See, the Dinosaurs come in all colors and sizes

They were creatures with different features

Putting God more at ease with them mixtures

See, the color in the sky was a fixture

Of this christian woman who would catalog them for leisure

See her heart did not stop beating for a millennia of reasons

Using time frames to measure distance made as much sense

As her heart beating off her chest

It would beat slow as a token of respect and a song she had to make

It's all a product of necessity, whether main frame or auxiliary

Speaking of structural stability, picture this for a second

Reckon she had musket in her sternum

And on the hilt the same one she rest her neck on

And behind she, a mystery, a wall of doubt, rage, and misery

Coupled with a side of fear, pain, and insecurity

Now let me tell you what happened

As she frightened a viper suddenly draws hither to her feet

The sinner be inner she decides to listen to he

Her face turns pale white and her lack of smile showed something wasn't right

A point of structural liability was never found but the

Possibility of breaking it down was climbing up and around that time

I wouldn't be lying if i said it went by 

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