I dream of you. This moment. The moment everything broke and I couldn’t return home. In a corner covered in blood. Holding that blade of protection as my last saving grace. I dreamt it was real .

I dream of you. This moment. The moment everything broke and I couldn’t return home. In a corner covered in blood. Holding that blade of protection as my last saving grace. I dreamt it was real .

tags: Our Worst Nightmare,

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