Wood and Spring Waters Presumptions

i thought i was in a safe home away from home place woe is little old sad me it seem the heat fighters and the crime grapplers are in league with which doctors because i no longer write songs to make billions of real money take opulent flight sounds liquid breathe sweating smoke detector lights Pack-Pain terror ending in a burning throat I am silenced in a fleeting mentor and yet my songs are forever heard and can make Angels or Demons take flight 4-10-2022 for history detectives aka: lyricvixen by: Verlecia F.