Corroborative Evidence

It's been too long since I last sparked a rally. I'm laying seed on the track. With no intentions to surrender. They speed through the gaps. To see me fall. In a rush as we match. My produce is an empty home. You know the drill. I get the deal. Window shopping to find a trophy wife. But denied from the thrills. I spell out my desires for broken homes. Trying to distinguish the flaws. Suspicious by the eye contact. See through you should know to retaliate. Unlike a machine. Look what the world has come to... Expelled from my reality. A conscious exceeds for a change. I defeated my demons. They would rather knock a nickel between my ears. I spent time fast to regretfully say the least. Every time I think twice. Imagine the sight to see tears fall down my cheeks. Condemned the Politics bears through the wax. I get serious with this heat. Without a doubt the guilt leaves me in fear. The bells ringing through my ears deceived you with smears. To prove crafty appreciated. My mind sinks with the rain. Ever since I grabbed the tool. Creativity increased exponentially through the roof. Took so many losses. I found it difficult staying sane. The spiritual side took offers on road. My mind belongs to this fame. Elegantly I walk among these deadlines. Dim the lights watch as I re-embark. Far from an outcast. I speak speech floods the vessels. My wisdom tooth is a token. Blemished among my race. The ebony is a signal. This rate reduces they exchange. As I elevate to spark the ascension. It's typical business for me. To call on second nature. I cast my motto into a mention. The lotto in this section. My plan was to discriminate you verbally. Now when I breakdown. There's motive behind every step. I never look back. So haunted by the rituals. To examine the forensics. A step up from aging syllables. I was halfway there. An hourglass I abused for my ego. The figment I was to pick. A sentence is better left unsaid. Censored by the movement. I dictate in flows. My journey was awkward in every sense. So much less irrelevant to my choices. This lifestyle became a habit. I choke on the fights. Everything intended to be Balmoral. The work could never stop me. Unspeakable to breathe when in anguish. I have realized my nature. Only ever questioned the nonsense. This reward helps to lift away my troubles. Still unequal by a margin. My standards pitch for the spiritual. The gains had a negative impact. Never satisfied by the image. Kind of like learning to walk in line.