<p>I’ve spiraled downwards, far mind you, how can I climb back? This statement </p>
<p>isn’t absurd, or is it? Years back, I paid no attention to my decline. </p>
<p>Chasing women, drinking, and smoking primos. Unaware my thinking was </p>
<p>Deeply sinking; becoming blind in mind of an inebriated kind. </p>
<p><br></p>
<p> Roaming along this reckless journey of no return. An unforeseen</p>
<p>demon ushered me to burn! And my intellect couldn’t discern. In </p>
<p>retrospect, I had dollar, dollar bills. But anxious; my will needed too </p>
<p>institute thrills. Like: “fish net, black panty hose.” Fresh pussy so fragrant</p>
<p>to the nose, a ladies’ man that had deception that sold. </p>
<p><br></p>
<p> Romantic slow jams, and spirited somatic poetic slams; I emerged,</p>
<p>a black Don Juan! With power to convey disguised charity. Yes, </p>
<p>I had game, life wasn’t the same. Vain thoughts shut down shame. I welcomed solicitation. alcohol and drugs controlled my indecisions, </p>
<p>injured all moral convictions, my true mentality; now imprisoned. </p>
<p><br></p>
<p> “Will the real slim shady please stand up!” My reactions turned </p>
<p>immorally corrupt. No longer was I that humble generation with real </p>
<p>fortitude, with honest inclinations to represent. Rather devious and</p>
<p>insincere succumb by contagious virulents. </p>
<p><br></p>
<p> My complexity darkened even shadier, its over! I’m </p>
<p>Ill- conditioned, ill- natured. My mind is cold matter, a sulken </p>
<p>cadaver. Faculties fomented duality; doomed within the vice</p>
<p>of virtuality. </p>
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