my heart has been the same since it was broken long ago by everything around me I have slowly come to know I tried to write The Story but The Story turned to rain and left me here, remembering, the lives I’ve spent to gain a thousand years had passed, or so My Spirit said to me and I began to realize I had never learned to breathe I’d given up the energy and patience that I had to moments I had hoped would be okay when they had passed
“если мы неверны, Он пребывает верен, ибо Себя отречься не может.” Второе послание к Тимофею 2:13