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If I could write a letter to me...

Fade to black, I do it well Traveling deep down Into my own private hell I am all that you fear But all that you crave One time your Master, o..

If just another moment were mine...

Sometimes God's army of protection around you is revealed to you and you know just who they are; and you thank Him everyday for them.

Memories can be beautiful

Some doors must close so that others may open...

It's all about the journey from here to there

"little by little the fog clears and we see so much; so clearly.

It's the simple things in life that we all too often lose sight of....

What is it about your poison that I crave? Even my hatred for you runs white hot through my veins Like a liquid aphrodisiac. Why must..