#fakehop

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Acid decadence

(daily creo 75)

Sky diving wild angry squirrel,

Acid decadence, psychodelic trance

I didn't mention, we are really not real

Crawl on the meadow in romance

In true romance,

You're bold, sparky, sparky

Flashes gliding on the midnight sky

Queer foton finds itself little too over-quarky

But here's all entire

sky

to

dive

(2019)

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Dysphoria distribution department

(daily creo 72)

Dysphoria distribution department You've always known, now you catch the name In any age, 24/7, wherever you are, regardless garment Regardless obscurity or fame She did not make it Never came

We were partners, do you remember? Fitness with mirror, bleach powder, chill beat Julia, Kate maybe Amber in Rio And nice queer couple we're lucky to meet Distribution department of dysphoria If we'd didn't find there a weedman I bet, suicide'd been commit

Do we really die when we're sleeping? And no one watches us, and no one near Spiders are too good in creeping Black blot on skin Transmitters of ugly fears And suckers of our souls Slowly ripping

Those things were shifted, delayed, need be updated Profound guys for Monday night date Robotic gravediggers are very effective Detective Cohle in True Detective And late night show  A bit too much too late

Life, in reality, painless but boring Life in a dream ending up snoring Solar panels, nuclear fusion, homicidal scoring If you can — use your Illusion Dysphoria department and distribution

(2019)

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Over like games over

(daily creo 76)

Imminent destiny

Improbability principle

Luck has been testing me

Rigoursly blessing me

Stability and kissing

Kissing with a tongue

What could go wrong

But why it always takes so much long

I thought I am strong

But I'm stressed, obsessed

And horribly fuckin depressed

So lovely sweetheart

When I'll come for your ass?

Who the king of that Cong?

You get it? You can come over me

Come like come, over like games over, and me like me

Do you like me?

Am I your local paradox Fermi?

Top of your gears by Clarkson Jeremy

Sweetheart,

Am I worth attention?

Did your gaze just stop at me?

And made a retention?

Passion alliance

Keep me out of a nutshell

And you as well

I'm keeping silence,

And talk does not take off

I'm delicate and bit bored by violence

You wait for something

Some exotic hand-bell

Or ball for golf premier league in hell

Oh, I don't mind if you're gonna rough.

I hope you as well.

(2019)

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Crusade of outsiders

(daily creo 61)

Satisfaction is not about fuss

It's about how you feel

Creepy, mid-handsome, handsome, appeal

Lucky, unlucky, successful, poor

It's not about deeds, like movies of Michael Moore

It's a track of Benassi and that old guy named Mick

Too convenient concept

Too wall to be brick

Concept too bad to work these days

Satisfaction is a pop song

Something in the way

Black stripes, white stripes

Winner is the one who tries

Loser is also the one who tries

Enjoy the silence or Crusade of outsiders

Bodypositive or the oversized

Just watch backs of those runners

Behind is a new form of aside

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imfuckinperfect

(daily creo 49)

I'm in love with an imperfections

Literally in love

Apes in adolescence misconception

To improve, to increase, to move above

To get ideal result, perfect result, the best of the best

To find holiness in their efforts

Here's us and here's the rest

Spending weeks on polishing

Involving experts for cross-check

Nobody likes average dollies

Only outstanding - oranges of new black

Bananas of new dawn, unique points

They are the same

It means no difference in perfection

If you're imperfect

You're mistake

I'm not so sure,

I like things as they are

Perfect is prepaid tour

Imperfect - road from a bar

Sketches are faster, variations  smart

Just not such bloody boring

Got your own art

It's only time and enormous amount of work

Between you and perfection

10K hours you've been told

Otherwise it's a wild acid trip, full of unpredictable tension

You wanna new dimension?

Forget of imperfection

You're not pursuing ideal, now you will

Otherwise you're literally off-road

No room for chill

But you can finish your own shit in couple of minutes

4 lines and artstation crying "oh! it's a new Venus!"

Artificial intelligence, and digital tools

Both are much better in perfect than

The apes from the high-schools

I'll not competing, I'm off, I'm for robotic slavery

Roger Avary, on sedative for bravery

I got my imperfect way

Imperfect life

When I'll die it will be imfuckinperfect time to die

Drawing pictures, writing fakehop

Attracting attentions

As I said at the beginning

I'm in love with an imperfections

(2019)

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Daily creo 8

Cyber-gypsies. 

I thought I invented this brilliant concept

Parents wanted me live cozy in trivia. Financial lawyer or runner of pharmacy center.

I was sure for 100 percent

Cyber-gypsies is my idea.

Like  digital nomads, all the same but the words are different

New great story to show at studio and pay for rent

Sounds bold, fresh, whatever it has to sound

But in the end

Cyber-gypsies are too fuckin obvious, to be born just in my mind wound

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As predators usually do

(daily creo 70)

Again, In a hot sweaty daylight Clawing each other until the complete exhaust It doesn't seem right, honey And it never was 'Cause love always comes with a cost

And love always comes with a deal WIth a welcoming piece of meat Cut a throat of a prey and remove all the peel As the predators usually do When the time comes to breed

And then, maybe, we can be pretty close in For a half, for a year, maybe two And after all that, left some scars on a skin As predators usually do

Shall I bring life together, stop run for a sec? Shall I read all those books from your memory shelf? But I'm watching how crystals meltdown on your neck And just really can't help myself

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Fatie

(daily creo 57)

Licked cyber weapon to deal with a government reckon

I don't believe in miracles but I survived in that wrecking

Obviously we have common interests let's check em

But you ain't shared with me any nor do I, dear Betty

It's like fantasy about yetti

Tibetan setting 

Diesel-punk guys didn't want it but it's all what they're getting

You took a pet for petting

Pig or parrot don't matter

Without opportunity to make world a little bit better

Make a webpage, place a hrief, write a header

It's been already used for a ladder or letter

You're not so sure, you said they ain't start vendetta

C'mon, I don't believe you, you're fan of David Guetta

Fatter. They will be fatter and fatter, and fatter

Until the moment when it will be ain't no space for fat there

We made a deal and it will little upset her

But no one really could predict the future of regretter

He lives in past and sorrow

Tears became wetter

I hope it's tears on his face but not spooky sweating

I know that all will pass

Even life of creative

I fucked my fate

Now I call her Fatie