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Swimming in Time.

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My soul is saturated in this mystery

My intermittent infinite history

Soaked and infatuated with this existence

Time is time is time…

Tingling down my spine

I’m swimming in time…

Every single day and every single moment

And this…

Deep dark

Breeds luminous light

Stormy nights; A lightning strike

Sentimental energy entities

It’s a hell of a recipe

Gravitating time I drift along

Swimming; time is singing me songs

Of the past and present

Infinite future

Just.

Swimming in time.

 

Nina

Slamming my poetry over J. Dilla -(Rhyme Therapy)

Rhymes have been innovated in with poetry for flow purposes:

Lyrics:

“For the last 3 years; every holiday puts me in tears…”

But Im slurvibin’ ; I survived more than your knowledge.

So don’t judge; I won’t budge; Graduated from college but..

Im here to topple all of this.

Only move a muscle yo; To see my people comfortable

I’m comfortable

With what woulnt quite be enough for you.

-Minimalistic-

Kill Switch*

I am the mass creator of my destiny.

Applicate this upon the flash fader.

If Im gon write something; its gon surpass the ages.

I’m here to set you free.

In this digital subliminal “We all world criminals”.

Being watched; check your watch;

The internets 7th letter.

9 O’clock.

Open that third eye and peep the:

[Insert; present moment birds eye.]

Vision like an ecylpse of consciousness. Sub-Ominnous

Heard eyes.

Heard I?

(Zenzory Crozzover)

Spent too many days Not Sober.

Suffer my consequences

Lets get.

All over.

Again…

-Nina

Rhym3 Th3r^py.

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“For the last 3 years; every holiday puts me in tears…”

 

But Im slurvibin’ ; I survived more than your knowledge.

So don’t judge; I won’t budge; Graduated from college but..

Im here to topple all of this.

 

Only move a muscle yo; To see my people comfortable

I’m comfortable

With what woulnt quite be enough for you.

 

-Minimalistic-

Kill Switch*

 

I am the mass creator of my destiny.

Applicate this upon the flash fader.

If Im gon write something; its gon surpass the ages.

I’m here to set you free.

 

In this digital subliminal “We all world criminals”.

Being watched; check your watch;

The internets 7th letter.

9 O’clock.

 

Open that third eye and peep the:

[Insert;  present moment birds eye.]

Vision like an ecylpse  of consciousness. Sub-Ominnous

Heard eyes.

Heard I?

 

(Zenzory Crozzover)

Spent too many days Not Sober.

Suffer my consequences

Lets get.

All over.

Again…

 

-Nina

Survival. 

How lucky can I be.

I’ve survived all I’ve seen.

How many of these streets.

Nights and memories.

I’ve been paralyzed by thought.

Traps that I was caught.

Bleeding in the streets.

Many lessons I was taught.

I escaped unscathed.

My mind bathes in yesterdays.

All the different ways,

That I chose that I would play.

Cityscape playgrounds, money and indulgence.

Self destructive lust, my control was that of nothing.

How many others… survived the jungle traps.

I hope that you’ve all survived.

The things we grew attached.

 

-Nina

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Source: Survival. – Nina