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I want to run I want you to run for me This ain’t right Yet you are impossible to think about I know me, I know you I know what I gotta do Gotta keep myself together and dance around Gotta keep myself together and sing louder With or without you Gotta keep myself together and dance around Gotta keep myself together and sing louder Ignore me all you want Or talk about the world aloud But gotta keep myself together and dance around Gotta keep myself together and sing louder Hate to feel this way Embarrassed to feel this way I gotta get myself together The world is waiting for me Happiness is ready to embrace me (All) Keep the sorrows aside Fight the world till you die Don’t lose hope because G

Things about to get real so hang on, really tight. Bye, Lots of love Cherry 🍒 Soundtrack: Him and I by G-eazy ft Halsey

If I slept, I'd see my parents again. I resisted, fighting the seductive pull of darkness with all my might. I knew it was lying to me, but I couldn't speak. It felt like I was choking. I could only run—run... Just as the suffocating sensation threatened to consume me, a beam of light tore through the darkness like a sword. I, too, overcame the heaviness in my chest. For the first time, I heard my own voice, clear and true. "Harvey... help me."

Lisa turned and watched the woman singing feeling stunned and proud. “I LIKE YOUR EYES, YOU LOOK AWAY WHEN YOU PRETEND NOT TO CARE I LIKE THE DIMPLES ON THE CORNER OF THE SMILE THAT YOU WEAR I LIKE YOU MORE, THE WORLD MAY KNOW BUT DON’T BE SCARED CAUSE I’M FALLING DEEPER, BABY BE PREPARED I LIKE YOUR SHIRT, I LIKE YOUR FINGERS LOVE THE WAY THAT YOU SMELL TO BE YOUR FAVOURITE JACKET,

Lotus stood and walked to the front. "Starr, why don't you play the piano?" Mr. Roger said. "With pleasure sir" Starr smiled and played CATCH IT. Ophelia watched with much hatred as Lotus sang. SLEEPLESS NIGHTS, RESTLESS DAYS... ALL FILLED WITH THOUGHTS ABOUT YOU... BOU YOU… BUSY DAYS, SILENT NIGHTS.. . YOU FILL MY THOUGHTS, NO MATTER THE MOOD... I FELL, I TRIPPED, IN LOVE (WITH YOU)

The familiar feel of the keys under my fingertips is comforting. Taking a deep breath, I begin to play my second favorite song. Lost Girls. The notes flow effortlessly, each one resonating with the emotions swirling within me. As the melody fills the room, I feel a tear escape and slide down my cheek. This song has always been special to me, a reflection of my journey and my struggles. It carries the weight of my past and the hope of my future. My number one favorite song doesn’t hold hope, but Lost Girls does. Because the rawness in the lyrics and beats, they start out sad, and it only seems like it can only get sadder. Then the chorus towards the end, before the final lines... gives you ho

As the host said those words, loud music played in the background. It was sensual, hot, and suggestive, a song by usher called "Nice and Slow." ~" It's seven o'clock on the dot I'm in my drop top, cruisin' the streets, oh yeah I gotta real pretty, pretty little thang that's waiting for me"~ Slowly, Lucas took off his suit jacket, and hollers resonated across the hall. "Aaaah!" The women became excited. Lily's female cousins were also screaming, and the women in Lucas' extended family expressed their support for him.

“My mama left at 9 years old My father stayed out in the cold I made a promise I would never be them But here I am inside this place Suffocated by your face I choose to stay cuz I'm too scared of leaving So you're smashing frames to make me hurt And saying things that I don't deserve I sit there and take it, just like you know I would Cuz the sound of screams are easier Than just my thoughts with no one here But it's too late, but it's too late Nothing works Now I swear we'll never make it out alive Cuz we're tied up in this burning house Tied up in this burning house Tried to save us but you watched us die Now we're locked inside this burning house You won't ever let me out I see them as th

"It's almost like the hard times circle 'round" "A couple drops and they all start coming down" "Yeah, I might feel defeated and I might hang my head" "I might be barely breathing but I'm not dead, no" A tear escaped my eye. I managed to stay still until I finish the third chorus. "I'm not gonna let it get me down" "I'm not gonna cry" "And I'm not gonna lose any sleep tonight" "'Cause, tomorrow's another day" "And I'm thirsty anyway" "So bring on the rain"

It started to crush my shield. Lea's voice, weak but determined, emerged from the dark grip. "The key! It's not what we thought!" "What key? What are you talking about?" I shouted, desperate for answers. "The song! The ancient lullaby!" Lea's voice trailed off, her face contorted in pain. My heart raced. The ancient lullaby. It was a melody passed down through generations, believed to hold untold power. Could that be the answer? Lilith, hearing Lea's words, began to chant. Her voice, hauntingly beautiful, echoed through the chamber, intertwining with the void's dark cacophony. The melody seemed familiar, and I realized she was singing the lullaby.