Tangled Song Healing Lyrics Novels & Stories

I looked over and saw Dorothy, the untouchable woman everyone admired, now slumped helplessly in a chair. She was covered in blood, tightly bound with Rob. Her eyes were red as she tried to scream at me and Savannah, but no words came out. That was when I noticed the two tongues lying at their feet. In Dorothy's eyes, I read utter despair, crushing regret, and a desperate plea for mercy. Huge tears rolled down her pale cheeks. She was begging me.

I ran a hand through my dark hair, trying to push back all the racing thoughts. “You don’t know me, Artemis.” I let out a big breath and sat down in the closest chair, resting my hands on my knees, and looking down. “I want to know everything about you, stop pushing me away.” When I finally looked up, I couldn't understand Artemis's expression. But her eyes looked soft and vulnerable, which made my heart hurt. She seated herself before me, clasping her hands firmly in her lap. With a sorrowful expression, I tightened my fists and turned my gaze. My voice trembled as I spoke, “I’ll hurt you, Artemis. I’m broken."

I belong to the trashes and that's why. I'm just a broken equipment which is too hard to recycle that's why all of them who tried to fix me quit on me. I just tried to fix them and everything too. Their loads left in pieces. Why can't they do the same to me? I need saving too. I moved moved my finger and tilted my head. My throat feels dry. I groaned but I heard no sounds. "And I'd give up forever to touch you, 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow..." My mouth parted when I heard a familiar voice singing my favorite song. "You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be, And I don't wanna go home right now."

Engulfed by the height of fear Loud creeping mantra I hear In the midst of blowing wind Within the huge prison I seal A butterfly knocked on my empty garden Sprinkling gold dust on my dim den Nevertheless, I shunned From the colors offered in her palms Because I need healing From the monsters I was dealing Yet embraced by the wings of ease My world is now at peace She is my healing She is my cure She gives me feeling My pain I succeed to endure I found my remedy in her eyes

O Lord Repair me For a new fresh cause Won’t you enable me To walk again in life Was my feeling For that child So wrong Broken limbs Of an insane Little Who cannot even spell What’s pain to him Why Lord Why Lord death Why end Why end Why I cried my way To the day Ultimate sorrow Melted my eyes again What a pain Is death not a pain Of earth Then why we all Allow it to stay Forever and forever On earth's face Repair Mend life again For death not to stay What a pain What a pain Life, holds deep within What a pain Called end Death is not Just a sleeping mat Or bed It’s the end It’s the complete end Never again Never again My eyes should melt Never again I will repair This end My way My way

When she raises her hands high above her head she beings to quietly chant her incantation. ‘Through earth and air, through fire and sea, Let the power of healing flow through me. By the ancient forces that guide us all, I cast this spell over the wounded who can’t stand tall. With light and love I heal the pain, Restore the body and make it whole again. By ancient forces I cast this spell, Mending wounds and making you all well.’

Although no one knows what a song actually is, the word ‘’song’’ is still passed down and is kept even after the DEOS is revised. The yawning of sky puts the wind twirling, leaves a circle mark in earth’s soils. leaves dance as the heaven sings, with the sound of his voice, It is there, up above. It is there. The sky river, its coming down is rich cold drops that heals the lair. The harming flares disappear when it pours down, The tears from heaven, when it falls down is a beautiful sound. The life it us give us, in it, we will drown

For who? Air rushes out of my lungs and my insides knot. She cannot have a kid for another man. I scroll through Mama Mace’s page. It’s either a new account or she doesn’t post often. There are only three videos. Her most viral being the one with our sound. I tap on the second video, and my heart twists into itself. “She’s singing about us,” I say to no one in particular. My knees buckle. I slide down to the floor, toss Sam’s phone to him, and bring out mine to view the videos. The lyrics of the song are on the screen instead of her face. It’s the chorus of Tangled sheets. Our song.

You made me believe that real love does exist and that healing was possible. I love you til my dying breath. I love you from this world to the real world. I love you til the ends of the Earth. I will love you until the last star dies in the sky. Forever Yours, Merry SONG USED FOR THIS CHAPTER: Two by Sleeping At Last

The starfield above shimmered, constellations reforming into shapes of love and hope, yet a faint ripple distorted them, like a crack in a perfect illusion. The path opened into a serene glade, its walls a tapestry of golden threads, each strand a memory of their love—Kade’s fierce hugs, Selene’s guiding spells, Lucas’s stubborn grins, Bryan’s quiet strength. At its center stood a loom, not radiant or eternal but inviting, its frame woven from light, its threads soft and golden, weaving a tapestry of peace—a nexus whole, worlds thriving, their wounds healed. The song swelled, and a voice emerged, warm and familiar: “Jessica, heart of the nexus, claim your peace.”