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Long Way To Your Heart.

Verse 1
You left me all alone – F G D B C D
All por myself – C C D A
There’s no turning back now – F G D B C D
You’ve made your choice – C C High A D
But I don’t know how – A A E D

Time starts to pass – F G G G
But I’ll keep moving on – D D E D C D
I doubt I’ll ever get over you – D D C D E B D C A
Leaving, leaving – C D F E

Chorus
I’d finally found – G G (High) A G
Something true – C C A
But then you left me here with no clue - G G (High) A G D E C D
What to do – D F G Lower G

It’s gonna take a lot to hold on
It’s gonna take a lot to amor again
It’s gonna be a long long way to your heart

With the pieces all locked together
I guess I thought forever
That you’d be here
Always near
I need you
Ooh ooh ooh

Verse 2
Sometimes I wish
That you’d be here
To see me now
With someone else near

And if I continue
My story of you
I don’t know, maybe I’ll remember, remember
Oh oh

Chorus
It’s gonna take a lot to hold on
It’s gonna take a lot to amor again
It’s gonna be a long long way to your heart
With the pieces now all scattered
It’s like it never really mattered
That you’d be here
I guess I was wrong

Verse 3
Now I know
I know that you were my life
My only love
No one could replace
Nothing could remake
Oh oh

I think about you time and again
I don’t think that I can keep up
I said forever
But we both knew for never, yeah
Coz’ nothing, nothing lasts forever

Chorus:
It’s gonna take a lot to hold on
It’s gonna take a lot to amor again
It’s gonna be a long long way to your heart

With the pieces now remembered
I doubt I’ll ever forget
That you were once my love
Once my amor
Always my love
That you were once my life
Once my life
And always my life

Oh oh
posted by POPclogger216
I had originally planned doing this for A Choice, with the song sort of depicting what happened, but I decided not to. So, picture this as any couple/ people you want, whether they’re form the story, your own, or whoever. Merry Christmas!

I do not own the song, nor (most likely) the plot.

~*~

Two friends; nothing more, nothing less. One, who had never had snow in her natal memories before, and the other, who had lived with white Christmases most of his life. This is a story of friendship, laughter, a hint of love, and a few memories being made.

~*~

Sleigh bells ring, are you listening?
In the...
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- Chapter 1: He's A Stray (Raven's POV) -
For only 20 years, 20 long years sucked for me, when I was only 23 years old, I became a vampire, why? well ask Jacob, my moron and cadela, puta of a boyfriend I wish I can strangle, me and Jacob were at a party from his friends, he was being a little prick like always even if people are around he would blame me for it, I was just looking at a couple of beautiful rosas until Jacob grabbed my arm, "Why you always looking like a stupid tramp? at least show some respect for once" he said and jerked my arm away, I ran to the bathroom, I just wish I can go but he's...
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posted by darkwave
Life, he believes, is not a dream
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.

Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the rosas bloom
Why mourn and not smile?

Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.

And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that you have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?

Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement dia coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
posted by Ragefulchimp
Vandals and crooks
an aging man, caught like a peixe on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis

Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with peixe hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals

Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The peixe hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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posted by StarWarsFan7
 Rosella
Rosella
"Well...that's better." A fourteen-year-old Rosella Karst says. She had just cast a spell on a glass cup which is now filled with water. She grabs the cup and takes a sip. "What are you doing?!" Rosella's older sister, Pandora exclaims for she had just arrived. Rosella almost chokes on the hydrogen and oxygen drink. "Drinking water. Why? Is that illegal?" She sets the glass down on a coffee mesa, tabela in the magical wizard lair that they are in. Pandora takes Rosella's wizard wand which has a vine stem and a beautiful white rose at the top. "I'm not joking. Why couldn't you just go downstairs, get...
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posted by Twilight-girl-x
Hi, I was actually gonna start doing this on Tuesday- but I forgot! I also forgot on wednesday and Thursday too. But im here now. So! Some people keep a diary, some people write emails to imaginary people or to themselves. I'm not one of those people, I'm here talking to you guys. This is practically my online Diary! It won't be all sunshine and rainbows but hey, you don't really expect that do you? No I didn't think so!! Well here we go.

I started school again on Tuesday- I'm in ano nine! Im a tallish, short brown haired, Bluey-greeny eyed girl of 13- My name is Caitlin Grace, but I go by...
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posted by r260897
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my coração is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look progressivo, para a frente to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES. 
posted by para-scence
Later, Blair got us a lot to eat. I was so thankful; I don't think I'd ever eaten that much comida in one sitting. She let us take showers as well. I was eager to get rid of the dirt and crap. James went to work, but Blair stays home. Jori went off to school. I was kind of fascinated with that. I wanted to ask her what it was like; I'd stopped going to school in third grade. I had no idea what middle school, let alone high school was like. And Sage had never been to school a dia in her life. Good thing Paige was such a good teacher.

"Do you girls need anything?" Blair asked. I was pretty much...
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This might only work if you're familiar with the tale of Jason, the Ancient Greek hero, but who gives a crap? Haha, anyways, I was going to enter a composição literária competition because I figured that it would be a good way to, well, I don't know. BUt Greece was my inspiration coz that's where I'ma going and I was looking at this Greek website that my friend Hanniekins sent me the link to and I was leitura about the heroes and stuff and I wrote, well, this.... So yeah... xD
JASON

Jason sprinted faster, pushing his muscles to the as he pumped his arms and legs. Behind him, the sounds of his pursuer...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
*NOTE* I had to change the town of Cayden's and BJ's town. Las Vegas, NM is too far away from Big Spring, TX and it didn't fit with the storyline.
It's now Carlsbad, NM.





Chapter 22


Bone walked into the police station of a small town on the border of Texas and New Mexico. He had become what he feared most…a monster. And now he was hunting down the only person that was a threat to him. He was naked except for his deer skin pants and lobo pelt around his shoulders. His hair had become thick and shaggy; everywhere he went now people feared him.
You should fear me...
A young deputy greeted him, “Need...
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posted by r260897
That big mansion continued to bother Zean. But he knew it very well how to hide it from others. “ one two three four one two three” shouted “ Bang Zhang” “ oh oh it’s the time when I look at you!!! I I forgot what I have to do… I am just going crazy…. Don’t be so lazy… now come up in my arms oh dear……” they just started with their song and Ilm came with Bang Zhang’s bolo de copo ( which he tried to hide from others). “ oi you Little Brat its my cupcake..stay there” he shouted and Ilm started running. “ I am young I can run faster than you old man” shouted Ilm....
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posted by para-scence
The seguinte day, everyone was surprised when Andrew stopped by. Reed looked at him; distrust in his eyes. Andrew stood there awkwardly, his hands behind his back and staring at the ground.

"No offense, but..." Nikolai began.

"Why're you here?" Reed finished.

"Uh, I wanted to invite you guys to dinner. I thought it was the least my family and I could do," Andrew replied. Everyone was silent. I had to be the one to answer.

"Sure. Thanks," I said. He smiled. Reed looked at me like I was crazy. I ignored him.

"Great," Andrew beamed.

He left a little while later, after meaningless conversation; mostly...
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Prologue:
When I Was Thirteen



“Chase!” Carrie Flinn yelled over the roar of music. A boy who looked uncannily like her— black hair, hazel eyes and a thin nose dusted with freckles— turned around.
“What?” he yelled back. “I'm trying to listen to the concert!” Carrie rolled her eyes and leaned her arms against the cool metal bar of the small balcony. She was with her brother, Chase, at a Metallic Lights concert, the band Chase loved and Carrie detested. They had quite amazing seats on a little metal balcony that hung just above the stage, so that anybody on stage could just reach...
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posted by Insight357
    I awoke to the sound of doctors running rampant.
    “How did he near death?”
    “Why did he do it?”
    “Was it suicide?” All of these perguntas ran through my room. I opened my eyes, I was back in the mental institution. I looked over at my left arm. A cast ran from my wrist to my elbow. I remembered taking the meds, but I didn’t remember breaking my arm. I wonder how that happened.
    “Dr. Demidov, how are you feeling?” A tall, thin man asked. He wore glasses, and he had...
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posted by Insight357
I didn’t know where I was going, but I had to go somewhere. The fight with Grey had been bad. I didn’t feel guilty, and that bothered me. I always felt guilty after a fight, but this seemed to be an exception. I was…happy? No, that wasn’t the word, mais overjoyed, I guess.
    I kept walking; it was around seven when I sank down on the sidewalk. I was tired, and I had nowhere to go. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do…I could always look for Xander, but knowing him, he knew how to cover his tracks. The only person who seemed to know where he was at all times...
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posted by para-scence
"Shiloh, I..." my mouth was dry, and I had no idea what to say. He smiled hopefully at me. I did amor him, but I'm only eighteen! "I... uh..." The door opened, and Sicily and Chance walked in. Sicily froze when she saw us; my face burning and Shiloh down on one knee. She mouthed "oops" and tip-toed out of the room, still holding Chance. I heard her giggle.

"Well...?" Shiloh prompted, thinking I'd forgotten the anterior conversation. I turned back to him, my mouth still gaping. Then, my coração seemed to melt. I realized I loved him a lot; and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"Yes."...
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posted by xXxEmoRAwRxXx
Yeah I know it sucks I was bored when I wrote this....so yeah.           [Chapter 1]
She stares at the rain in silence. Grieve over took her. She sat there still looking at the body lying cold, pale, still, and dead on the floor. She just stared not sharing a tear and droped the knife, she then looks at the lighting that was flowing in the sky. She then spares a tear, she sits still seguinte to the body crying for her lover. What had she done? He didn't deserve the pain she gave him. She gets up and comes back with another knife, a bottle of scottch, and a...
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Jason: blonde spiky hair, green eyes, wearing his favorito violão, guitarra camisa for almost three days straight, and he’s a teenager, but a rather short one. He has laranja braces that are spotted easily when he smiles. Jason has an arm that can oddly twist all the way around in a
perfect circle. One of the strangest things about him is a black thing in the shape of a flame on his left leg. People think it’s a poorly drawn drawing, but he was born with it, and as he got older it grew with him.

Jason was sitting por the fireplace watching the flames blow from side to side. His eyes liked to find themselves,...
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posted by Insight357
“I can’t get you out of my head either,” I said. Voices broke loose in my head, and I fought to push them all back.    
    “What are we going to do then?” he asked unaware of the chaos in my mind.
    “What do you mean?” I asked confused.
    “We both have feelings for each other. We can’t just ignore it,” Alexander said.
    “I know,” I wanted to ignore it no matter what he said. That would be rude though.
    “We should take time together to explore...
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posted by Insight357
I sat on a black, leather couch, starring at the deep blue walls. I was in Alexander’s office, for my appointment. I’d come here straight from the cathedral. My hair was tangled, and messy. I still wore plaid pajama bottoms, and an old, gray tee shirt.
    I came to a realization last night. Today, I would make my move. I have done enough to hold my own. Now I could be happy…Maybe.
    I debated whether, or not I should tell Alexander about Lucy. Dr. Anozi would’ve liked the idea, but I’m not sure about Dr. Laveney.
    I also...
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