Kosative D. is a writer who shares madness with thought of rhyme and rhythm.
He plays with words like clay, finding beauty in horror and elegance between each verse.
A symphony of words; music for the mind.  
All traversing the unwritten lines of a philosophical kind.
He twiddles the harp of the pen-rattles each sentence with dissonance and then
spews ink to the harsh voids of this world.
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There is nothing more than greatness to be found in words-for insanity is a mere memory of our perception of the real; and illusion is merely drenched in ink and ivory.