Days like these I feel like ripping every ounce of myself apart, jumping on my heart barefoot and setting it ablaze.
Sometimes I hope I’d wake up to whispers of a sweet lalaby reassuring my conscious self of the dream I’ve been dwelling upon for the past two years.
My faith be tested beyond measure while my heart be rendered invaluable, where do I go from here, do I contine with the faith and determination to love limitlessly or do I throw in the towel and declare myself DEFEATED…
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