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Jun 2016
Give.
Give so much that you are gasping for breath, you have exhausted your muscles to the point you can’t move, give to the brink of death.
You made a promise.
Fulfill it.
Now.
Before I go on, there’s something you should know about me. I don’t go back on my word. If I give you a promise, I intend to keep it. I intend to fulfill every word I said. Making me promise, is dangerous.
Give.
Give more.
Danger.
It surrounds us like smoke; it is a living shadow in our everyday lives, in the little mundane things we do every day.
Torment.
It coils around us in the dark, and sheds its skin around us like a Basilisk. In Harry potter, the Basilisk is known for its toxic venom. We have the venom running through our veins, chasing out every chance that we might be salvaged.
Give.
Give more. It’s still not enough to just sit there while people blow each other up over a land given to them by the man who created every **** one of us.
Give.
Give until you can’t stand the pressure.
Give until you sail past the point of no return.  What are you going to do while they lose their lives because they just can’t stand to live with each other?
Can you imagine if your brother killed your sister because he just couldn’t stand to live with her anymore?
Now, let me ask you one more time. What are you going to do?
Now, don’t get stupid on me. Don’t say that you don’t know. Don’t say that you will enlist, you’ll fight beside them. That’s very noble, but now you must decide which side to stand on.
Give.
Give more.
It isn’t enough.
Give your everything, and then some.
Give me all you’ve got, and then give me that extra gallon of gas I know you’ve got stored for emergencies.
Do I look like I’m kidding?
Give me a promise. Promise me that when the times comes, when it really matters what you do, promise me that you will pray. Not some wimpy Dear God forgive me for my sins, but a real, true, from the heart, “I need you. Guide me.”
Give it the fear and the lies and the deceit and the hope and the tears you’ve shed for it, give it the maximum effort.  
Give it your soul.
Anna
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Anna  F/Arizona
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