Victorious Broken Glass Song Lyrics Novels & Stories

"Ya well you fucking failed. We both did. My own man betrayed me." "Money talks, you know that. You can't trust anyone." He was wrong. I had people I could trust. My brothers, but other than that I didn't trust anyone. We both sat there in silence, staring off into the sky. I knew what he was because I was thinking the same thing. We had to find Tess and make sure that she is ok and then everyone involved is going to die a slow painful death.

"I'm so sorry..." My vision went black, and I collapsed onto the cold, rocky ground. Before I lost consciousness, I heard Seraphina's triumphant voice. "No one can save you now."

I quickly looked around but he was nowhere to be found, I slowly turned to the one who was still in the glass, I walked back to the glass and continued punching it hard, the sound of my bones hitting the glass echoed in the air but I couldn't feel the pain all I wanted to do was break it, that's not me so it shouldn't exist. I punched hard again and again until the glass cracked, I heard the sound of the door opening but Ignored it, the glass is finally cracking, I punched it hard again and this time it shattered completely, one of the pieces cutting me on my cheeks, there were small glass pieces in my knuckles making me to bleed excessively, as I looked at the blood that was rolling down my

Didn't choose but it's the only one we've got And sometimes I get so tired Of getting tied up in my thoughts You're the only one that often makes it stop God, it hurts to be human Without you I'd be losing And someday we'll face the music God, it hurts to be human But I've got you, you, you, you, you, you, hey And you've got me, me, me, me, too Like we're buckled and preparing before the crash Like we're walking down a road of broken glass Now if we defeat all odds And it was us against the world You can count on me You know I'd have your back God, it hurts to be human Without you I'd be losing And someday we'll face the music God, it hurts to be human

“I had three children looking at me. Waiting for me to be strong.” He set his cup down on the table carefully. “I know I hurt you.” I turned back to face him. “Do you?” I asked. He swallowed. “Yes.” I walked closer again, stopping just a few steps away from him. “My heart was broken,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt. “Not cracked. Not slightly damaged. Broken.” His jaw tightened. “Can you tell me something?” I continued. He nodded slowly. “If a glass breaks… if it shatters into pieces… can you put it back together and make it look the same again?”

I can see how broken he is. There's so much pain in his eyes. His hand is shaking as he gets the glass from my hand. "Giovanni," I called him. "D-Don't tell me to stop crying. The pain is so unbearable," he said as he closed his eyes. He dropped the glass to the floor and it breaks. I immediately pick up the portions of the broken glass. "Just like these pieces, they are like trust. It is broken and you can't unbreak it," he spoke out.

But Lucas, as if consumed by rage, grabbed her hair and slammed her onto the glass coffee table. The sharp sound of shattering glass, accompanied by Lilith’s scream, echoed through the room. Shards of glass flew everywhere, cutting into Lilith’s face. Blood gushed out, staining her clothes red. Her brother rushed forward to save her, only to be met with a brutal punch to the temple from Lucas. He groaned, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then laid still. That punch took his life instantly. Lucas stood in the wreckage of the living room, letting out low, chilling growls.

he took out a glass figurine from the bedside. "And you smashed it on the wall and broke it to pieces." He smashed it on the wall and it shattered, leaving scattered pieces embedded in his bloodied hands. "Just like these ones, now, its hurting you." He walked to her and showed her the glass pieces in his hands and she could only see the blood and a shattered reflection of her. "But, a broken heart can still beat again, can't it? Just like, Evander's shattered, bloodied heart still holds reflections of you."

As soon as the servant walked away, Abi turned to Angka and said, "Come with me for a moment." Angka released his hand from Indira's and followed Abi upstairs leaving Indira alone among a crowd of people she didn't recognize. Seeing that each person was busy with their own business, Indira calmly backed up to the wall to look at a large war-themed painting hanging not far from her. Indira didn't know what it was, but it must have been a very expensive painting.