Sun,Sky,Spirit
Birds in the air, flying with no care
By the yellow god, known as the Sun
Planes filled with brains floating above
I look with my eye at the beautiful Sky
I wonder all day what happens when you die
Heaven or hell, will be the keeper of my Spirit
Copyright © Justin Odom | Year Posted 2010
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