Man’s cruse upon this world, pain then sorrow those stolen tomorrows. Who will heed the calls with kindness, screams before death that’s life on consignment. The mood continues in an up-roaring swell, lies we will tell our kids while we sing jingle bell; war kills! the weak pay the bill truth! remains concealed. A powerfulContinueContinue reading “War & Murder Christmas together”
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My Angle can Fly
“In the heart of pain & lost, each will bear the burden & its cost, in the tears we cry fighting to understand why, while still believing our Angles can fly” https://videopress.com/v/BgZAZN2k?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true When my Angle will Fly
