Poem : of the thorn is possession ; From Nicole Smith
Magic words count to three give me your words give me a word underwater and overjoyed water for a thirsty soul convert me into your land own the spirits overcome Body Mind skin to bone and Thrones going to make it known it's coming alive with you I was living a lie through you and other people said Deeds Deeds all Deeds and Direction days here sounds ringing loud and clear Monarch to a butterfly raise it to another lie I'm coming to a lifetime with you I was living a lie through you I'm coming to a lifetime with you and all the people would say Deeds all Deeds and all the people would say all Deeds all Deeds from Death to light from dark to life and every word I say you gave it all and I'll give it all to you I'm overwhelmed by you head up the world listening this is my confection you're my obsession of the thorn is possession and other people say these Deeds these days all Deeds from Death to light from dark to light these days are out tonight Poem of the