A Skull Full Of Flowers: Collection Of Poems And Art

<p>Fireworks in the sky feathers on the ground. Wearing the diadem of ego spreading pain and wounds. We play the game of like and dislike nobody believes in the reality of things. We want to fly high but we dont have trust on our wings. Our hearts are in the battles using our thoughts as guns. We are getting changed something is happening with humans. Lets get out of this hustle lets give some space to the flowers in our skull.</p>