Lately, something’s been on my mind. And might need some kind of remedy. What I want to know is… How does one smite an enemy? I mean, even if I had the cojones. Just getting in a fight is a felony. It’s like one slap and I’m in a scrap. Fists flailing like they’re righteous… Continue reading Smiting my enemies
Pen to paper his words make this man a lyrical saviour. Phrases tight and concise, watch them taper into nothin’ but vapour.