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Her head is on my chest, sun comes rolling in We're lost in these covers and all I feel is skin I slowly kiss your face, beautiful in every way, you are I was literally surprised by the beautiful tone of his voice. I didn't know he can sing, too. The way he sings the lyrics make me want to cry. It was as if he really made the song and it was for me. My admiration, my devotion and my love for him grows more. She ain't perfect, but she's worth it Every breath I breathe, for the life of me.

Boba Di fẹ́rẹ́fẹ́, bóbá dojo alẹ́, Pèmí lórúkọ, kò fámí n'írunmú Boba Di fẹ́rẹ́fẹ́, bóbá dojo alẹ́, Pèmí lórúkọ, kò fámí n' irùngbọ̀n The agelong song barely made sense, but it was a fitting for the moment. Especially when I'd just asked her to call me whatever she wanted.

"But... please, just hear me out." She looked through the windshield. The lights of the city blurred behind her tears. Daniel's voice echoed inside her head. **Love was never the point.** She let out a shaky breath. There was nothing left to protect, nothing left to wait for and nothing left to believe in. "...I'll do it." Silence. Ethan was shocked. He wasn't sure he'd heard her correctly. "What...?" "I said..." She wiped at her face with the back of her hand. "...I'll do it."

I bit my bottom lip, and I could feel the heat flushing my face. “Just give me a little more time, then we’ll go home, okay?” He said, giving me another quick kiss on my lips. I leaned my head on his neck as we continued to dance and hummed the song the singer was singing. I threw my head back and repeated the line of the song. “If life is a movie, you’re the best part.” He chuckled and whispered to my ear. “I know you’re a star... Where you go... I follow, no matter how far,” He repeated the lines, and then he chuckled. “I’m glad Bree didn’t inherit my voice.”

3RD PERSON I'm a liar Telling the family I'm okay I think I'm going to die, eh Set me on fire I can't remember who I am I was a child, eh-eh The boy in the empty room is lonely I want to run away Get me out of this abyss I want someone to hug me Somebody help me Help me be me, yeah Somebody help me Take off my smiling mask, yeah I'm not happy I'm not happy Forced to smile but I'm not happy

Once outside the building, they made their way towards the parking lot. "You were interrupted back there, sweetheart." Rowena gently squeezed Hope's tiny hand. Hope looked up at her and finally smiled. "I want to tell you the songs we learned." "Sure, honey," Rowena said. "What are they?" Hope recounted the songs. Then began singing her favorite one, Baba Black Sheep. As the song came to an end they reached their SUV, ready to open it. "Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full." Another voice suddenly joined in.

Never Again 🌷 “He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love is hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is pe

I wait for the chorus to start and begin singing, but the words are completely different from the original song. AAA Looking For A joy in my life hoped for For the manholes and the damn heels I have bad luck that deserves a slap With a fallen painting And a bearded boss Working unwillingly, ole With sarcasm in my veins And a great-grandfather named Michele I will always suck Never a joy in my life Never a joy in my life I will always suck Never a joy in my life * I finish with a bow. Modestly speaking, I really have talent. At being awful.

I went into the garden and when thinking couldn't help, I began humming that song that always managed to play at the back of my mind, It was a strange song and I couldn't remember where I heard it from, it has just always been in my head. The lyrics fell from my mouth before I could stop them. “I wish I was special You're so fuckin' special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts I wanna have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around So fuckin' special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo

Marcus I stare at the dark water from my vantage point at the top of the bridge. I know I should feel sad or even afraid, considering what I am about to do. But I feel nothing. I am so numb inside, like a dried-up husk. I sigh and give my phone one last look; no calls as usual, not even a promotional text from my service provider. It's such a cold and dreary night that it perfectly matches my mood. I want to scream; maybe someone somewhere can hear me, can heed my pain, but I know it's futile. I gulp and try to stop the tears I feel prickling at the back of my head.