Plagarism

Do I plagiarize? That's the question recited by the masses when I read them my work. Mind dazzled, eyes wide, mouth moving, Are those your words? I swear I heard it b4 somewhere, thats what they say. They don't realize I write what I feel inside. Eyes blurred by dripping tears, wrist gliding, grinding the blue lines, heart pounding through pain in my mind. Clothed by literate literacy 2 eclipse maniacal enemies, I worked hard 2 acquire my poetic calligraphy and yet u have the nerve 2 question my abilities? My words are magic at the same time tragic, I express them with ecstatic tones, cold chills nomadic-ally traveling through my bones and yet they consider me a clone. They're blinded by their own intellectual inferiority and amazed by my poetic superiority. I leave them stagnant through my work I savage broken ties emphatically, lateral 2 lateral gradually, opposing evils done my Majesty's, writing them angrily and sonic booming them happily!!! Life is ephemeral, my poems are internal through the mind and heart, words are dark can be considered nocturnal and oh yeah it's twice as long when my pain doubles so I say it 2 u in slow mo I don't plagiarize!!! Open ya eyelids your words r crucial opposing my vocal musicals, the vowels are neutral, it's truly empirical and by my rugged appearance it's truly a miracle and they cant seem 2 phantom that it comes so natural!!! It's incredibly incredulous that I can do it so desultorily telling stories with vibrancy blessing them beautifully and leaving marks of holy prints. Poems hit the heart by a true marksmen, heads above the others by such a huge margin that when they say that I copy I should start laughing. Huh-Huh!!!! That's not funny. Jocular vibrating emancipating flow driven conversations, taken an inner conflicted embodiment through the devil's creations. I'm willing 2 hurdle and obstacle I may be facing with my head 2 the sky steady not straying, constantly slurring fast pacing, speaking how I feel till my body start decaying. My words be rope-a-doping jab heart poking, syllable words in motion, causing commotion real deep like the ocean wears u down flirting with u cause u can't believe the words I've spoken, u have the right to say that my stuff is stolen?! You know what I'm done..... Just say that this one was copied as well.