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Twoetry 61 | Christian Taylor | #CAlexanderT

Ever alone is the throne of a king that likes to roam, his home is blood and bone and actions define his tone since words are seldom thrown as he makes his own zone to not fake whats shown since his attitude as known in the castle was cloned from all the jackals..

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Twoetry 58 | Christian Taylor | #CAlexanderT

Time grows, people change, this is plain and I’m deranged, fuck what you became, maybe I like being lame to dames as if it pumps my brain with a flame’s cadence, but like I told you this is basic and aimless like a fragrance on a neck not being kissed and instead missed, a regret I could dismiss but misery moods my bliss with the gift of definition so my conviction can stay hidden and hatred written like I’m smitten with the thoughts given, caught in what I taught myself, the same way I make the rest of my wealth..

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Twoetry 55 | Christian Taylor | #CAlexanderT

I’m tolerated, not their taste, liberated by embrace, private like a secret case, the very bottom was my base, I escaped, hope you relate, I’m not irate, dying to be great, I know what I make is never fake, I’m just bored and awake, typing like it changes fate or feelings stuck to my slate- Diamonds don’t denote dignity, but I want stones just like infinities as if they’re part one of my holy trinity, next to having better delivery and a place in my family’s history..

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Twoetry 52 | Christian Taylor | #CAlexanderT

I have to capture these thoughts or madness might get caught like I was taught it had to be bought, its fought with wrought rhymes written in bored, harsh times like I can only climb from grime to unwind whats intertwined in the mind to prove I’m fine like I care to seem kind, ignorance as bliss is sublime so rewind the hate you bind and use that fever to align your means with your dreams before you diss my scheme, I’m not hulk when mean, you’ll just fade from the scene with a lean from my team, I’m here to dream awake, make cake, and I don’t even bake, I’m in a corny state, no farm, no harm, no foul, I Love your scowl, but you should growl if you’re gonna prowl, I love a row, so don’t put a cowl on your howl..

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Twoetry 49 | Christian Taylor | #CAlexanderT

You’re like a dream that doesn’t fade- can you trust my touch to engage? I’m like a game unsaved, you played brave, but why plague yourself with wonder if our system will will shut off as you slumber when you can save my number, be my Lover and see whats under my skin, my heart glows like your grin when you win with us, it just starts with trust, this hand isn’t a bust, and doesn’t mind being cuffed, so think about what we discussed, I don’t need an answer in a rush, I’ma like your blush either way, so just chill and sway, I’ma roll this jay and stay ’til I can’t remember my way home, I like to roam the streets, thats when I get to phone beats discrete, typing speak like a geek of sheets that weeps words with lyrical feet and nerve to have swag absurd- fuck the bird, I’m the word, just observe..

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Twoetry 46 | Christian Taylor | #CAlexanderT

She arranged a kiss on my cheek, planted discrete, as I was asleep, feet away, but lost in a dream at bay, disappearing like the wind chased her away before the begin of day, but this is cliche as they, so the sway I relay will decay ‘cause I may miss her, despite that I’m a mister who’s a drifter, grifter, and uplifter of words, lost in his nerves, maybe this is deserved so I can learn, I yearn for a second turn to burn so I can churn some change, but to her I’m limited in range, or at least thats why I think she left my lane, I’m just speaking plain..

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Twoetry 37 | Christian Taylor | #CAlexanderT

Born through fire and wave a man made himself from a slave to brave strange lands, only chained to his plans to expand his hand’s reach by freeing his fellow people’s feet so when one can’t breach their dreams, others can reach down to pull them through what seems impossible, unity beats most obstacles..

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Twoetry 33 | Christian Taylor | #CAlexanderT

Funny how the longevity of intensity is based on brevity when used phonetically to cleverly test the pedigree of one’s melody without a mic, for the sake of liking to write ‘cause it doesn’t dwindle with sight like other things that might..

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