When I Think of What May Come to Pass

What I can give will not be enough for what is to come and believe me

If I could give you everything that’s me to save you I would in a heartbeat … More When I Think of What May Come to Pass

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To Fear I Submit

“Fear barged into my home without being asked and has taken a seat, put his feet up on top of my books and use my notes to wipe the screams off his shoes. With a snap of his fingers, I am at his command and he makes me close the door, lock the window, put out the fire, until there is nothing left but me, him, and the darkness.” … More To Fear I Submit