Sip from a smoky cup -- I forgot for a while, but that just makes remembering worse. Flying-higher-falling-farther. Having tasted Heaven, I punched through the Earth's crust into Hell. Satan told me over tea that although I'd soon be leaving him, I'd be right back in a week.
Hang in there man, you can still quit! Love the lines: "Flying-higher-falling-farther. Having tasted Heaven, I punched through the Earth's crust into Hell." Keep 'em coming I look forward to more from you. Blessed Love and Nuff Respect.
