The awe in allusions when feeble minds come to the
wrong conclusions, confessions confirming confusion.
That dreaded bogeyman comes for us all, the weak fall
when fools follow the clairvoyance in their crystal ball.
Their carelessly unruly, my charisma’s crisis of cruelty
tragic speculative theories of the simple fools involve.
The youth rage yearns against yesteryear’s resolve
the realm of the rules should sting, burn while they yowl.
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