Is your mind man manipulated? Do the stars show you what’s ahead? Does the weather control your emotion? Is your life worth a few more years of mine locked? Pick peace apart You might just find…
****** ON MY HEAD AN EVANGELIST’S HIGH IN THE COMPLEXITY OF GOD’S GIFTS AND THE LOST OF FREEDOM IN RUINS OF A GARDEN I’VE GOT ****** ON MY HEAD
Revenge talks to me as if I was it’s brother. The sky tries to tell me how much more there is. But the temptations found in the mist of below negative temperatures shows me a cell’s safety for a peace of mind.