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Follow my poetic and art skills and glorious might,
The two are pumped by my own pride.
I know the fans are obsessed with the art, with delight,
They follow me like the pied piper into the forest,
Blinded by the poetic notes, lovely and gorgeous.
Seeing my artistry at the peak of the pyramids,
All the praises and adoration sparked a flame
In my heart, causing arson and decay,
From lacking character and integrity, at bay.
The fame and praises are the diesel, and my heart is the flame,
Out of nowhere, my body explodes like a suicide bomber,
Me, along with my fans, body parts imploded
into a bloodbath in the forest. If only I had mastered character and integrity
before the artistry became potent,
and the fame and praise came to me,
Down this narrow path with ease.
LifeandTimelessart 
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