Halo of Life

Halo of Life My existence in a hollow core values seething the gear tastes like salt water pool table and chairs for your hand. Take me off for a half did not receive any such nails straight in my coffin. Boards down the sewers grime low level life never seems like the cols. Open pages of my heart is a loyal type of friend. I grew up in filters and filth. Smothered my head in the pillows to get the hell out of the day but I wasn’t alone. You were there to hold me back into my back. Come hither Green Piston ring you when I wake up.