taylormonroe
with my hands up and my eyes closed i could feel His presence all around me. It was then that i knew i was letting my walls down. Brick by brick. i was turning towards God instead of humans or myself for help.
i glance down real fast to sneak a peak of what i saw to be the top of new york. at night no less. it was gorgeous. i wanted to stay in this moment forever. with Sams arms around waist and the biggest grin on both our faces while we flew all across the WORLD.
i looked out at sea to see the waters roaring towards us. I scream at the crew to put up the flag signaling we need help. I've had a situation like this. one so sever that we we're gonna need help. Pirates don't ask for help. You steal, then kill.
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