The música blared loudly, and I could still hear it with my hands covering my ears. The other high school students skipped and ran through the dark woods at midnight on their way to a deserted log cabine in the middle of nowhere. I rolled my eyes (like all high schoolers do,) at the others, drunk and incoherent.
I could barely see two feet in front of me, when I banged into a firm wooden door. I stumbled backwards as I cursed under my breath and rubbed my forehead. I then succeeded in opening the door and getting in the cabin. It was warm and cozy, with no party energy whatsoever...yet. I regretted coming to this party in the first place. I then disappeared into the biblioteca and heard the rest of the gang laugh their way drunkly in. I was shocked to see one of the most popular girls in our school walk in, actually sober. Gretchen Baxter. My eyes opened wide in pure shock, as my jaw literally dropped. I quickly shut it. She grinned and then giggled to herself and looked at the ground.
"Gavin...Wiles, is it???" she questioned me.
"Umm...Yeah. You...Read?" Greatest conversation starter ever, I told myself sarcastically.
"Yeah, science fiction. You?"
"Fantasy."
"Soooo...Good party I guess, huh?"
"Yeah, maybe. So...what are you looking for?"
"I'm thinking of switching it up, and leitura Romeo and Juliet. In history class, we're learning about Shakespeare, so I figured I'd read on of his works while I'm at it. Why not, right?"
"Yeah, sure. Want me to help you find it? I can if you want."
"Yeah, that'd be awesome! Let's go!"
A couple of minutos later, I discovered the dusty thing. I brushed it clean, and we opened it and gasped as lights flashed and wind blew violently. Moments later, we were sucked into a different dimension.
I could barely see two feet in front of me, when I banged into a firm wooden door. I stumbled backwards as I cursed under my breath and rubbed my forehead. I then succeeded in opening the door and getting in the cabin. It was warm and cozy, with no party energy whatsoever...yet. I regretted coming to this party in the first place. I then disappeared into the biblioteca and heard the rest of the gang laugh their way drunkly in. I was shocked to see one of the most popular girls in our school walk in, actually sober. Gretchen Baxter. My eyes opened wide in pure shock, as my jaw literally dropped. I quickly shut it. She grinned and then giggled to herself and looked at the ground.
"Gavin...Wiles, is it???" she questioned me.
"Umm...Yeah. You...Read?" Greatest conversation starter ever, I told myself sarcastically.
"Yeah, science fiction. You?"
"Fantasy."
"Soooo...Good party I guess, huh?"
"Yeah, maybe. So...what are you looking for?"
"I'm thinking of switching it up, and leitura Romeo and Juliet. In history class, we're learning about Shakespeare, so I figured I'd read on of his works while I'm at it. Why not, right?"
"Yeah, sure. Want me to help you find it? I can if you want."
"Yeah, that'd be awesome! Let's go!"
A couple of minutos later, I discovered the dusty thing. I brushed it clean, and we opened it and gasped as lights flashed and wind blew violently. Moments later, we were sucked into a different dimension.
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't balanço me por my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if you destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't balanço me por my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if you destroy me.
No matter how much you wish for mais it happens like the hora glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test por our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test por our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
(Verse 1)
I am in amor with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I am in amor with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood por me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To show them that...
Their work was useful.
To show them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to show all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood por me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To show them that...
Their work was useful.
To show them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to show all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
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