An open bottle of liquor br that contains words to make you drunk br in the seas where you float in rigor br and somedays you wish your time shrunk br love birds that once were br now distance pulls and holds br and the visions are all a blur br no hope for what tomorrow unfolds br just a dream boat to hope and hop on br this path blows a cold breeze br but who am I? To my soul I am the don br so let the coldness freeze br family broken like shattered teeth br brother dead mother said father never coming home br to get away I fly east br towards the light, a new milestone br I'll trade you these four walls for a mansion br bigger dreams, bigger problems, bigger things doesn't mean greater mass br just need a little value for a big bang and a universe expansion br truth is blood drink the blood or spit the blood at last br dust is not just dust if its from the bones of Christ br and these are not just poems if they come br at my hearts pains price!br br Angelo Velasquezbr br