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I loved this song and hearing it from his lips sent chills down my spine. “You're a falling star, you're the get away car. You're the line in the sand when I go too far.” His voice was hoarse and rough, but beautiful nonetheless. I smiled, listening to the words and closing my eyes as he sang. “You're a golden tear that I've tried to hold on to. You're a carousel that's running out of wood.” “You're a bedtime story that gets told too soon. You're the ghost that keeps me going through the storm.”

🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵 ♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ Every moment replayed, like a haunting song, A bittersweet melody, where I don't belong. In the depths of my solitude, I weep and cry, For a love that was forbidden, never meant to fly. ♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ ♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩ I'll pick up the pieces, though my heart is in pain,

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"

Without you, I'm just a sad song. I'm just a sad song. With you I fall. It's like I'm leaving all my past in silhouettes upon the wall. With you I'm a beautiful mess. It's like we're standing hand in hand with all our fears upon the edge. So stop time right here in the moonlight, 'Cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes. Without you, I feel broke. Like I'm half of a whole. Without you, I've got no hand to hold.

🎶 Lucas I don't know what I did in my past life to deserve such a suffering. I don't know where to go. I don't even know who I am. After running away from the hospital, I just wandered in the streets not knowing where my feet will take me. I don't have a single penny in my pocket. Wait, I don't even have a pocket because I'm still wearing the hospital gown. I don’t remember where I lived or what I was doing before the incident?

Roy feared what would happen if she managed. Somewhere in the recesses of Ian’s weakened mind, he heard the song Amazing Grace and had an overwhelming desire to hear it. With a voice barely above a whisper, he begged his lovely Melody to sing it to him. She gave her father a bewildered look, but couldn’t deny him his request. It took a few verses before her voice steadied and the words could be clearly enjoyed, but when they did, they seemed to amplify into the night.

She has to call in the keyboardist so that I can sing my song with an instrumental. I began singing, and the echoes of my voice resonated in the practice room, with Shakira watching excitedly. “Ghost town streets at 3 AM; silence hangs too heavy in the air. Every corner whispers your name; echoes bounce off the empty square. Taxi lights paint fleeting ghosts, and faces in the windows blur and fade. Searching for a glimpse of you, a phantom in this lonely parade,” I sang, and I could not help but remember my parents; they were who you wrote this song for. All my songs were written due to the loss of my parents, but I am starting to transition to happy songs.

Then, without a second thought, he joined her in the water, slashing at his own wrist. As the blood mixed with the water, Grayson's vision blurred. In his final moments, he saw me—there, standing at the edge of the bathtub. His face lit up with a wild, desperate joy as he tried to stagger toward me, calling my name. "Honey," he cried, his voice full of longing. I stared at him, my eyes cold and distant, a disgust so sharp it cut through everything. "I'm not your honey," I said. "Not in this life, not in the next, not in any life to come. Not ever."

But, I was pretty sure I heard someone singing. Wait, a ghost? They said there are a lot of ghosts roaming around the hospitals. Is there a ghost who could sing? Wait, I think I remembered the lyrics. It was a Mayday Parade song. I browsed for my phone and started listening to the song until I found the specific lyrics I heard. I could never imagine we'd end up this way After all that we went through now, I'm fighting through the pain It's like this heart that's been broken so close to screaming