Devine Your Definitions...

Let's not get to specifics, 

The details are written in this you just have to look, they're hidden.

Thinking twice is absolutely forbidden, you just do and try to mitigate the truth.

Keep it low key, low level so boring and I know you are controlling.. poured my heart into this rhyme, I'm backing off and never asking why

I'm so divine.

I am the truth seeker, the one who struggles, the booze drinker.

My finger is twitching and my hands are shaking, ten shots later the ground feels like its earthquaking and my knees collapse like the aftermath of hurricane Katrina, see ya.

I'm illegal like skipping subpoenas,

Court ordered to stay like fifty feet a-way from that human being, so demeaning I feel like a baby, back to teething.

This is no ordinary evening 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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