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Look man, I've got a lot of ghosts in my head,
Whole book of scary stories that won't close till I'm dead.
And they keep on coming back to haunt me lately,
I relate, Chutney, when you say you're a baby.
I've got so much remorse in store that it's crazy,
Though sticks and stones and all of that shit don't phaze me,
I got an armor that's strong like an ox
But on the inside I'm constantly doxed.
By myself! Check my ego, regrow.
People in the world they bleed but I don't.
I'm cold. Set my heart to stone to be strong,
Yet atone when I wrong, feel so phony and lost,
I was so happy and naive when I was three!
Grew up quick though and now I see!
Society's fucked up and I ain't free!
But is THAT real, is the only evil ME?
That tells me to feel, or not feel, what's not real.
Thank God I got peers - gathered up a lot here,
Haven't cried in years but I've stocked tears!
Coming out the box when my block tears,
Built me up to rock though.

Card soldier but I will not fold.
Go hard. Discard me tardy when it's over.
I don't party I'm sober.
Want to live a fun life though - the hardest rollercoaster.
And I'll learn to be real.
Learn to feel real. Learn to bleed out,
So I get new blood flowing in my cables.
Vented out I'm powderdowning now.
I'll see you later.

Ghosts...

Happy Halloween y'all.

Clean version here.

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For today... I HAD written something pretty dope,
But don't you know I woke with some kind of lump in my throat,
Hope it's not a cold, don't worry though I won't fold
This Inktober prose till I Ghost. Just hope it blows over

But Nick, think I gotta postpone our project,
It'll take a few takes but you know I'm on it!
I can't wait to make greatness, and grow bionics
Rap Bot. Though I'm not superstoked on robo euphonics

It's been a great month to be in, European,
But speaking English good enough that ya'll don't know my legion,
I'll repent for sloppy tracks in time and a medium
I feel I've climbed like a tree in. Maybe I'm dreaming.

No better way to kickstart the fall! Really.
Though I'm not all proud of 'em all I'm feeling ready.
To go full pound and assault! Give me a round of applause
And I'll be all like oh my gosh! Silly.

So tomorrow... it'll be the finale!
Either a quick verse or that all in thing, who knows,
If my accursed throat doesn't engross,
But today I'd just like to say: thank y'all folks.

For following. If you did.
I'm kickstarting Patreon next year, throw a dollar in then
I'll be opening the lid for all my following on
All those old things and new I hope to holler in.

And learn a bit and become a scholar in.
Play some games so time goes gallowing
Catch y'all then, for now I'm out! I'm going galloping to handle things and catch a blink.
Tomorrow's Halloween. Yeah.

It's a new world... just like the old one. Alien just like us.

James Heart might've inspired this one.