Carl Mehmet

Rookie (31-03-79 / London, England.)

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Collective transpositions of the difinative mind-certs...
From a young age my mind ticked streams of
constance,
Logic by infinate seams and wavered dreams.
Probability over possibilities, periodic gleams.
Systematic inserts of reality themed,
Still-Certs... The power of will and the will that powers,
Manifests... Divinity-
The Axiom of reality! ... more »

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Dead Mans Logic

Why do you hate me,
Come take me... Take me for a fool,
Your downfall
Into the mind of the sublime,
What's my crime
I know the game
As i've seen your fame,
A star... Haha you're nothing,
Jah jah jah...
I'll blow your cover
Muva ol mofo me bruva... The got me head strung eye-spy
The grey sky... Fly high
What have i got to lose? ... Am i not a dead man, an there
At that i can choose
Come take me... With methods of 'Are you for real'
Slick back
Intrepid rats,
And mind bent twists of reality... For time spent a wiser man
As ...

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