I want roses set on fire
And I, well I want what’s best for me
Sam was thankful she did not move away, finding at least some comfort in being near her mothering presence. While he was here he felt like someone else was in control, dealing with the situation - he had to be confident that the Voice knew what to do, so he wouldn't be completely hopeless in his delirium.
Her unsure conclusions, theories of attacks, these things didn't help his own paranoia. Leaning up he stared at her with desperate eyes, feeling more scared than he could recall feeling in a long time. "Is there anything you can do to help me, Mother?" Sam asked, clearly praying for a yes.
Her unsure conclusions, theories of attacks, these things didn't help his own paranoia. Leaning up he stared at her with desperate eyes, feeling more scared than he could recall feeling in a long time. "Is there anything you can do to help me, Mother?" Sam asked, clearly praying for a yes.
And I, I think I know just what that means
Just what that means
SAMUEL
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