Just when I think it might actually be over, I have a dream about him. A dream so real, I can remember what his voice sounds like. A decieving dream. One that highlights only his better qualities. A dream that leaves me spending the day, fighting not to think about him.
Satan just doesn't give up, does he? I hate the way the enemy tries to drag you back down. It's so hard to not give in.
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I know, I know. You can stand against him though! Pull out your sword!
You're a strong beautiful woman!
On my knees for you girl!
You are going to win this war!!!! I believe in you!
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