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The black shiny cloudy hair of yours, Please honor me by showering them with rain. The deep ocean pearl eyes of yours, Can't wait, please let me dive into them. You are my destination, You are the one. I am here Moonlight; to you, for you, with you, There is no other place on the planet, I want to go or I would choose to go. You are my destination, You are the one. Yes, baby, You are the ONE; the only ONE..... ______________________________________

Lyle's white transparent shirt clung to his pecks from the sweat, and neither of them cared as they were having a good time with one another. Laughing, Lyle wrapped his big arms around her and fit Kita's hips into his, matching his tempo to hers. He started to sing against her ear. Ed Sheeran's lyrics flowed smoothly out his mouth as Lyle sang the song "Perfect." The words melted Kita's heart as he sang, saying. – "I found a love for me, darling; just dive right in and follow my lead. Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet. I never knew you were someone waiting for me. We were just kids when we fell in love. Not knowing what it was, I will not give you up this time. Darling, just kiss me

Writing about Zade was always hard, but bringing the lyrics to life with her voice took the pain to a whole new level, it made her heart bleed, combined with her wolf's melancholy howling it sometimes drove her a little mad. The music started out slowly, April's fingers gliding across the keys, like a familiar lover as she hummed the opening bars, losing herself in the song. "You step into the night, complete the darkness, with your silver smile and eyes that see through the parts of me, covered in other people's prints. You bleed me dry, tearing at this foolish heart, this foolish heart of mine, and I come undone. So take what you need from me, I give all I am to you, I bare my throat to yo

she reduces the volume," sorry." I just smiled painfully and start taking in the lyrics. '......hunt you like a savage (savage). Turn this all to ashes (ashes)... The things that I imagine (imagine) Like taking my hands off the wheel and drive myself cra ey ey eyzy.." "Skylar grey," I state but Thea is too in grossed with swaying in her seat in tune with the seductive music playing through the speakers of my black SUV Mercedes. "You know her?" She asks astonished, stopping her movements.

(And it's called Black Magic) Take a sip of my secret potion One taste and you'll be mine It's a spell that can't be broken And'll keep you up all night (All night) Boy, you belong to me I got the recipe (I got the recipe) and it's called Black Magic (And it's called Black Magic) All the girls on the block knockin' at my door (I got the recipe) Wanna know what it is make the boys want more (Now you belong to me) All the girls on the block knockin' at my door (I got the recipe) Wanna know what it is make the boys want more (Now you belong to me) Take a sip from my secret potion I'll make you fall in love For a spell that can't be broken One drop should be enoug Boy, you belong to me (Hey!) I

My gaze met gray eyes that captivated me, that man was looking at me, and his lips showed a smile that I'm sure I had seen before; I remembered the night at the bar a few days ago. No, it must be someone else; it can't be the same person. the same person whose name appeared in my mind, "Black." Still, I came back to reality when Martin asked me again, bringing me out of my trance and a song came to my mind, "Meet me at our spot," by The Anxiety. The notes of the song started, and people started clapping and dancing in their places. Meet Me At Our Spot (feat. WILLOW & Tyler Cole)

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Naega gal gireun naega bakkuji mwo (I’ll change up my path myself) Wigineun gihoero da bakkuji mwo (If you really wanna see me cry) Guji uneun kkori bogo sipdamyeon Yetda nunmul (Fine, here are some tears) * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Ryder smoothly took over from Joy and it seemed as if he was warning me through the next set of lines to not take advantage of his sister and her “loneliness” coz he was gonna “swallow up his hate” this time with a warning and “would not get mad”.

“She probably has her reasons for not being entirely proud of me, and perhaps to her they're valid. But I'm learning not to care so deeply.” I could tell it was a sensitive topic for him,so I reached over to his side and entwined our fingers together. “Sing to me,Mr.Black.” “What do you wanna hear?” “Anything.” He let out a breath as he began a low toned, absolutely wonderful rendition of Stay with me by Sam Smith and I slowly drifted off with the lyrics seeping into my veins like liquid sedative.

' Picture perfect, you don't need no filter Gorgeous, make 'em drop dead, you're a killer Shower you with all my attention Yeah, these are my only intentions Stay in the kitchen cookin' up, got you're own bread (Whip it) Heart full of equity or an asset (Asset) Make sure that you don't need no mentions (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, these are my only intentions (Quavo) 'Adira slightly moves her head back and looked straight in his eyes. Dylan was already looking at her with so much intensity while continue to sing.' No cap, no pretendin' You don't need mentions (No cap)

****** **SONG SEQUENCE STARTS** ****** Tere kandhe ka woh til Maine dekha tha jis din Aaj bhi hai woh mujhe yaad [I still remember the day when I first saw the black mole on your shoulder] Teri aankhon mein jo kal Maine jiya tha har pal Hai thehra hua mere sath [The moments we spent together are still with me]