Mysterious Times.

One thing I do know
But won't ever show
Until 10 crows
End my flows
Guess you gotta wait some years
'till it reach your ears
Guess I gotta kill my fears
'till its all just tears
This is just the buildup, ending never insight
Ending will show, what I kept inside
And when that comes, put the rest aside
Because then I will stop to hide
Everything

Thoughts about killing you
Thoughts about killing me
I just gotta find the key
To finally be free
Mind's heavy like the sea
Pressure all over me
But there is no way to flee
Unless I find all three
All three of the effects
Problem is too complex
Mysterious objects
Make me feel perplex
Need a thinker, Malcolm X
But with the right subjects
Tell me with respect



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