Aimee Mann Save Me Lyrics Novels & Stories

I called and ran to him,I knelt beside him and called out his name several times but he wasn't responding "Kareem" I called him again with a shaky voice "Kareem...please wake up...Kareem..Kareem I'm sorry Kareem" I beg him in tears "Somebody please call an ambulance! " I yelled ******* I'm really sorry Kareem...why did you save me? why Kareem?! Why?! I thought you don't care.... Just open your eyes and say anything...even if you lock me up somewhere or hit me...I'll take everything but please just open your eyes and let me know you're fine

Alan smirked, his grin leering as he shot a glance at his two lackeys. Amanda walked down the street, unaware that she had become prey in the eyes of wolves, until a rough hand yanked her backward, throwing her off balance. Terror flooded her veins. She screamed, "Who are you? Let me go!" "Let you go? We've never taken a beating like this. You're lucky we're even giving you the time of day!" "Get away from me!" Amanda's face burned under their hungry stares, humiliation twisting in her gut. Then, she saw them stripping off their clothes. She bolted, desperation clawing at her chest, but she barely made it two steps before rough hands seized her again, dragging her back.

I can’t let this overtake me. I need help, someone save me.

* I saw the beauty of the sky Colors so vibrant you'd think they never die * I saw the beauty of the waves Every splash telling a story of younger days * I saw the beauty of the rains Every drop falling freely like horses without reins * I saw the beauty of the night For only then were the stars alight * I saw the beauty in the flames of a fire Each one burning with a different desire * I saw the beauty of Gold Glistening with bitter stories untold * Oh I saw the beauty of dust and clay Simple reminders of our end someday. Opening her eyes she realized it was afternoon for sunlight now streamed into the room through the partly parted curtains. She felt better after a nap, it did her as much

I never imagined I'd come back too late and let you suffer so much. Natasha looked at those transfer receipts, her eyes glistening as tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. "It's not your fault." She could barely speak through her sobs. "I'm just useless." "No, you're not." I stepped forward and gripped her by the shoulders. "Natasha, listen to me. If it weren't for you back then, I would've rotted away in that electronics factory. You saved my life. You were the one who told me I couldn't let my life be destroyed like that, so now it's my turn to save yours."

I turned a deaf ear to the questioning of the crowd and focused on what I was doing. A few minutes later, the old man's face gradually turned red. "He opened his eyes!" "Hey! This girl really has something!" "Alright, disperse, disperse! What are you all standing here like this for!" Someone shouted. In an instant, the crowd dispersed. "Miss, you saved me. Thank you." The old man's voice sounded a bit hoarse. "Are you feeling better, sir? Do you want to go to the hospital across the street?" I helped him up while asking with concern.

I could feel warm blood dripping down, and I was scared that this man I had only known for two months might be gone forever. My heart was screaming that if he left this world, no one else would love me again. His warmth was slipping away, and all I could do was cry and wish for a miracle to save him. However, as his breaths grew weaker and the battle raged on, help did not come. I wondered why the universe could not spare even a shred of kindness for us at that moment. When I woke up, I reached out and called for Justin, but the man I grabbed was not happy. It was Jeffrey, and he looked worried as he pulled away.

"They say fish only remember things for seven seconds. But I'm different. I'll protect you forever," Simone had said, teasingly calling me her princess. That promise from our childhood was something only I remembered. If the nine-year-old me had heard the 18-year-old Simone say, "I really wish you'd never been saved when you were nine. You should've just been left to die," he probably would've cried from the hurt. But over the years, because of my hearing loss, I'd gotten used to people whispering behind my back.

I whisper weakly, my voice breaking just enough. “Save me.”

I may not seeing him through my windows but watching him this close is still romantic as hell. Girl, I'll stay through the bad times Even if I have to fetch you everyday We'll get by with a smile You can never be too happy in this life 'Cause in a world where everybody Hates a happy ending story It's a wonder love can make the world go 'round But don't let it bring you down And turn your face into a frown You'll get along with a little prayer and a song