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Armor For The Broken Inspiring Stories Of Hope And Love

the floor as the walls are closing in Augustine we're at our necks again Augustine out in the court yard the dead roses seem to bleed and whisper

ll play pretend we're invisible again your word cut like broken glass the pain it hurts but it doesn't last I'll bottle it up and save it for the

he's taken a... OH MY GOD! the show must go on where's the lovers line of lies get off the stage this is an embarrassment to you and all the good

be my feet don't let me fall while the blood rushes to my head I'm unconscious take my hand and take me away now as my body grows weak and cold white