“Covers me, he lowers To whisper in my ear. Tucks me in, I wear This warm blanket of dark paradise, And my chest is paying the price.” — Bri Miller Copy Share Image
“Allow me to feel, Then I bow to you to heal, Looking to release With peace.” — Bri Miller Copy Share Image
“Covers me, he lowers To whisper in my ear. Tucks me in, I wear This warm blanket of dark paradise, And my chest is… — Bri Miller Copy Share Image
“He sometimes keeps Her off of the sky, But then She teaches Him how to fly.” — Bri Miller Copy Share Image
