Resistance Would I break you if it didn't hurt me if it didn't affect me, that you couldn't protect me would I hurt you because you never understood...
I've gotten used to the taste of salt between my lips the loss of control over everything the lack of answers and a fleeting memory my body becomes a...
Let the brief of proudest cry On the soul of God we lay Messenger of breath in magnolia light, To her arms we kneel and pray. To the shrieking ghouls...