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Glazed Maze

Fools gazing me, fools gaze doesn’t faze me. Head space make believe, watch their moves, sugar glaze plots. Pawns shifting walls to maze you. Words, actions fugazi, Hillary tactics, hard to read, manipulated, deceive, cover up, question the story of Benghazi. Makeup and make believe, cover girl story, wake up, demfukuz lying through their teeth. Look into their eyes, authentic cronies addicted to lies, life dilated. Hiding in the cracks between the silver lining, reciting movie plots as their own, faking jaxs, brutal Brutus and his team of schemes, taking Caesars rightful throne.

Faking knowledge, do the research like Naudwuar, that finger tip power, Chrome. Wait, watch the loops, fake facts. Always three sides to the story, but political interest say it’s all based on the majority. Grim future, cloudy clownings of societies in disarray, Lucy’s savoring the evolution of the world’s decay.

Catch them folks when their plans get lazy. The only truth they’ll have left is the death of their raided glory. Pace of life is moving quick, chase it down. Family structures abominated, three dad’s and a parrot, can’t fuck with the carrots. All spread through social media share its. Spoken and spread through the fainted man leashed on ties. Recognize the patterns, watch those flaky maggot flies laying eggs in your shit, faking-it.

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