outeryou

:03"Hello" :06*wussup* :09"Who you?":12 *I the Digiboi digitally digitizing words to charge me battery i enjoy. flip the switch an sit at a slot, how much is the charge to play the machine i look for a coin slot there is none? simply another dream day like today the way is to sway in ways from nights we pray, inspirational motivation motivating worlds around you,...
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:12 Digital spectrums of scenes intersecting from past to the present ya know what i mean, life isn't a present i resent it's presented as a gift and i choose to pay a price, all day thinking of how i am to be the best, not best of all just the best of all of me, we must do our best to gain the freedom...
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:09 since the day i was born i was scorned, my brow never unfurled my feathers were ruffled and i was terrible with girls, everyone liked me, i saw them as biting the bait i had on the hook another fish from sea the high weather took in front of me, now i'm shook as i look at the time i had, the time i...
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Dog Parks: Are They Worth the High?

Unexpected Dog Fights

YO. You ever see a Schnauzer pull up on a fully grown Rottweiler like “You thought I wouldn’t catch you in these streets, but here we are, bitch”? I thought all dogs were good boys/girls, but I saw hella dog fights at the park, which means we’ve been lied to. Outside of cop lights in...
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:12 to wake from the dead and dread life instead of previous submissions running through my head all other declarations i'm admitting are simply exhibitions. from exhibit A through Z, i must see the future casually form a reality i'll attain mentally then, physically i manifest destiny causing a reaction breaking the chain every time i go through the ways of my single brain, often...
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:21 jump on another beat an communicate neat heats i think sound sweet, as the words form on this sheet i envision invasions of great spectral images, speculative spectacles of synergies, synthetic to biological organisms, the orgasms are the same when ya stimulate the brain, where outward things come to be first we think, then we see when we let it grow it fades away...
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:13 different levels like beveled edges of swords finely crafted to absorb the horde of fast past writings on the board, i break the wood with my head like i know karate ha, not even as a kid, i grew up fighting with my body learning by experience never veering off to a course where someone was telling me to go, i never felt i...
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:12 twisted missions of lessons that i'm missing gotta think of a way to pull the thoughts outta my head an on to the paper instead, even though it's digital i would rather rival a rival then to wait for the arrival of a statue of some savior, what was done has been done and will be done again no matter if we choose to...
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