[Quote]

Sulfurous presence created from a smoldering essence igniting a fire of divine passion to scorch My identity and assassinate my character for anew entity to arise from the ashes as a physical manifestation of a Phoenix

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Name:
[Date: June 13, 2009 3:31 Am]

[ Unrivaled Linguistics with cannibalistic features
Firing off celestial words , trying to understand
the ballistics of every line given Mental ballast
hardened over time defined by Grit and grind
never giving peace Of mind to the opposition used to dine on
Divine blood line engraved into iron personified by
a strong desire to surpass my own mind
Crossing the line between genius and insanity
loathing humanity and humored by death
I couldn’t fathom bearing a resemblance to rest]

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[Name] [Date: June 13, 2009 3:31 Am] [Unrivaled Linguistics with cannibalistic features Firing off celestial words , trying to understand the ballistics of every line given Mental ballast hardened over time defined by Grit and grind never giving peace Of mind to the opposition used to dine on Divine blood line engraved into iron personified by a strong desire to surpass my own mind Crossing the line between genius and insanity loathing humanity and humored by death I couldn't fathom bearing a resemblance to rest]

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Name:
[Date:June 13, 2009 3:40 AM]

[Walking alone even kin isn’t shit to me
Steadily sinning trying to pin my name atop
mutually sitting next to the Number ” One Dot “
I cant be stopped baring scars and a crown
Drowning the land in envy
even in a drought , rerouting the competition
petitioning for more of a challenge
Never censoring the mind i was given
inflicting mass hysteria with ever start
And asphyxiation with endings
Enormous confident not to be confused with conceit
I just see my greatest adversary to be my shadow and reflection]

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[Name:

[Date: June 13, 2009 ]

[Welcome to the mind of me ....

So full of courage always defiant to oppression

feeling prowess never powerless

evading the clutch of Servitude

Antagonizing the asinine opposition

stepping out of the skin of a slave and

into the garbs of a blue blood

Precise dialect leaving residual effects

after a menacing recital

on to collect the title i sought

since those dismal nights

locked in the heirarchy of the oppressive oppisition]

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[Name:]
[Time: June 10, 2009 7:00 AM ]

[I Walk with malice Intentions allowing my palms to Course callous from wielding a savage pen
creating clever illusion from Precisely crafted words ravaging the imagination
Surging forth from the solace of my insanity orbiting around My skull
Lulling the bestial presence lurking in the shadows
feasting on the decaying creativity of today’s world
despite the look of it he’s is a genius living in his own world
sheltered within the realms of his Mind fine tuning verbal portrait’s
to spring forth from the stanza’s to cast the first stone cast
into the pool of generic clones smothering the arts with stagnant indifference]

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Name: Footsteps
Date: June 8, 2009

[I am No Challenger , I am the reigning champion in this arena
filled with the shattered pride of my opponents
Driven mad with passion motivated to take action
and never sit back and relax because the opposition never rests
as long as the crown remains in these hands and throne taken
King to the peasants of this world , and Slave to the success
gained through restless nights with no rest perfecting the craft ]

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Name : Spiritual satisfaction
Date : June 8, 2009 7:00 am

[On the trail of redemption
trying to attain the right to claim im past the pain of failure
a king with no country , A god with no followers and
my mind is in disarray trying not to stray from the goal to succeed
I am the epitome of grit and grind never sleeping a wink
the little slivers of death shall never catch me as i strive to
grasp my lineage and be the best to ever do this thing that i have
fetish for
standing in rain of disappointment with a umbrella of hope
with a faint light in front of me as i stride with nothing left in
the tank
My heart beats with the spirit of a lion and ill never quit til i
reach the top
and continue ascend to heavens for that the thrones calls to my
soul ]

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Name: A vicious beginning
Date:

Thee aftermath of my destructive tendency douse my sanity in even
more blood then before to leave me smiling more and more
as the times past I enjoy my rampages more and more
covered from head to to toe in blood with savage eyes veering back
at all those whom shall recieve unmerciful judgement and be
granted A vicious deat

Name :
Date :

At the crack of dawn my body steadily lifts and my heart slightly
shifts
my eyes dazed as the sun strikes my lids and pierce my dream to
awaken me
from a slumber filled with miserable haze and a maze of never
ending days
where the next move will never be played