Praying for Demon’s
This is a hymn for the one's who have no closure. His arms around my throat, commanding me to stop. Stealing my joy. Stealing my heart. Killing me softly as the song states. Killing our
This is a hymn for the one's who have no closure. His arms around my throat, commanding me to stop. Stealing my joy. Stealing my heart. Killing me softly as the song states. Killing our
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Or so the saying goes. The past month of my life has forced me to step into a fury that I did not