When You Step Away From It All,

The Pain Was So Deep And So Raw. There Were Days I Would Have Died Just To Forget. The Problem Was, I Couldn't Figure Out How To Get Her Out Of My Mind. How Do You Kill That Kind Of Pain?

Adrenaline Dulls Reason; Panic Kills It.

She Was Having Some Difficulty Piecing Together Exactly Why She Deserved To Be In This Place, But She Wasn't Stupid Enough To Deny That In The End Life Was Cruel And Didn't Pay Attention To What Was Fair.

But Sometimes Imperfect Tools Lead Us Toward Perfect Ends.

Sin Thrives In The Dungeon, But Slap It On The Table For All To See, And It Withers Rather Quickly.