Not a poem. A song I've written. Yet to compose music. Criticism welcome I'm yet to compose the music but what do u think of the words? Positive criticism welcomed. Well my boy the time has come to put the deamons in the past, Drought, headaches and custodial time, my lifes sure sure going too fast. I used to hold u in...This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...
