Misery speaks

Fragrance hypocrisy

Misery speaks
Factor out rational train of thoughts a blurred decal contour
In pondering silence bleeds me to death in dissemblers´ favourite redolency

A fragrance "hypocrisy" & self confidence is a hazy silhouette
With a cocksure attitude
As a typical feature

To claim for satisfaction
Influential suggest normal case
Observing the orders
The deflection of my impression

A dazedly conception
Nebular mind in a haze
This soundless disparity
No defense for with the refrencence to

To reducing mental-capacity & to canalise the truth
Powerful´s not our fate
Scattered, chased like gnawers
Through labyrinths´ paths
As a functional performer
This theathric game is titled "conscience"
...just a place of performance?

The artificial generator for
The rectification of
A signal distortion
Your somatic scents infatuates me

To set tongues wagging & to overlaid black desperation
A fragile mentality is perfumed with resignation
A lyrcal despotic reciter of manipulated perceptions
This place is haunted by collapsing emotions

Make every endeavour for the artificial generator
Gain to a higher purity
Be dazzled by this luxury redolency

Expanding your stores of knowledge
In lectures to camouflage
My unlettered wisdom & the stench the absent of smell
A sceptical taste a savoury embittered stench

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