A scornful heart that wills to sin… —Sirens came to me. —A frozen riverbed. —Jagged mountains like the bottom front row
I want to be Free I want to be Free I walk for many miles... in the summer heat... I do this every day...
New poem, new light, reborn sunset, pearl eyes of stars. Energy—New Mind—Again! Scars of Defiance,
Ain’t life fun —Ain’t life fun —Daddy was a junky —junky with a gun. I was born a poor son
Put my dark shades on —blocking out the sun. The Devil danced ... and showed me his tungue, the bells were so still...