Rich was the gloating

She knows the rules,
i submit my own rule 
walking under its cool 
strong in her cruel 
finding its girl massocated
Hit slave hey im wave
why come back from the future of solving complex
overthunk its my mess
existing none the less 
holes in my trusting 
your awareness overspent 
its scary lifes been met
blooddripsmycloset
purpose always calling
vast in its cosmic 
still no uncomprehendable
thought if you
really hurt me, felt him 
anguish maimed 
kill the liar before its kiss
long drank in his miss
guess you were fixed
moving the abyss forward 
lonely in my sits
longing deep your kiss
high in some my sits
thats me, overspelling
Slow its my wetting 
cosmic demon reflective 
in my collective 
if thought is it
running i catch me
im shadow that saves me
frail unmask me
poor god the addict
smarter than himself 
colder to the touch 
inside ways to much
trustin in the wha's 
hold em all up
im speaking up 
a guy in the cut
the used,  nin brought it up
im a sucker in my forgiveness 
raws in my business 
visit its twisted
loved and abused 
the addict on cue
sipping for your onlyyour view
natural born true
wetlicks it too
peaks off the view of
someones old school