The House of Blues

“Greed for the dreams that money can’t buy, a fool who lose never ask why, coming unglued in grief to sing a sad song, kicking and scratching after it’s gone, point a finger at those who have done wrong, in denial about how they played along, scream and cry someone must pay, still remaining broke at the end of the day.”

Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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