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How did we end up here? Where did all our forest friends go? Where did the child go? 
Tick tock tick tock the time is passing by oh so ephemeral. We can feel ourselves fading and yet something is holding us back. 
The bear we hold is akin to our broken souls that long for the warmth of the past of which we never attained.
Lost in the chambers of eternal distress..How can one escape this inescapable chamber of malice? We annihilated 40 men to satiate our rage. We know this isn't healthy we need help. May we reach salvation
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Words from my heart cover

When She Fell in Love cover

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Silverblood || Blessed or Cursed? cover

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The Perfect Place For a Ghost cover

Dear My Sanity (A Jeff the Killer Story) cover

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Words from my heart

Here lie my thoughts in this book, why don't you stop and take a look. While you read the secrets written there, try to ignore the silent screams no one ever seems to hear. Reading this will take some time, but you might recover my heart, lost long ago, that was once mine.