another vain attempt. . . no fuck that, practice
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Labor intensive still sensitive to medicine
a second guess messes up my sense of direction
when I see my reflection I speak on imperfections
like I just bought the textbook forgot the damn lesson
Did I mention!
Something subtle scientific til I find my time specific.
til my rhyming minds prolific then I'll flow and rip the gift it's
something that I seek and can not find, still I ease my worried mind
practice, focus, no signs that's the fucking dotted line.
Labor intensive still sensitive to medicine
a second guess messes up my sense of direction
when I see my reflection I speak on imperfections
like I just bought the textbook forgot the damn lesson
Did I mention!
Something subtle scientific til I find my time specific.
til my rhyming minds prolific then I'll flow and rip the gift it's
something that I seek and can not find, still I ease my worried mind
practice, focus, no signs that's the fucking dotted line.