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BVB lyrics mash up
BVB lyrics mash up
I sit here and smile dear I smile because I think of you and I blush. Those times in life we learn to try with one intention of knowing how and when we'll die but we can't listen. A reason, a victim a shadow vacant in the sky you yearn for what's missing. This love will set you free from thoughts of yesterday now death has come to claim your beautiful remains. Alone at last we can sit and fight and I've lost all fate in this burning light. Through sadness you have taught us to be one with the crowd, unveil the sacred order hymns of falling down. Hello my love well good riddance to you this marks the day we met on your terms. Scream shout scream shout we are the falling angels we are the in between cast down as sons of war. You kissed the lips of evil two months it's all the same begged for this man's approval, and all the rest can die in vain. Saints born together to fight against their holly fables, the streets are where we pray. These words are burning inside me sp
Savior Love CH 1
Chapter one: the carnival
I stare at myself in the bathroom mirror bruises from last night were on my arms and one on my cheek. I sigh and put cover up in the mirror before adding normal makeup, I put on some red eye shadow and black eyeliner. Then went to work on my extremely messy black but with a red streak in the front hair. After that I walked into my room which was full of posters of Falling in reverse, Black Veil brides, and so many other bands went straight to my closet and chose a BVB t-shirt and some black skinnies. I put on some netted gloves and grabbed my cellphone then headed out the door; Mike was waiting for me by his pickup truck. Smiling I ran over to him then softly gave him a quick peck kiss. He drove off to the peer where the carnival was taking place at; I was excited Mike had long dirty blonde hair and crystal blue eyes. He was more of a rocker/country boy we have been dating for a year three months. He grabs my hand and holds it tightly this was his apology gift
A different kind of love story CH 1
Chapter one: the new students
I wake up the usual time for a school day six am I groan and sit up. My long brown hair a mess I sit up and look through my clothes I choose some black skinnies, a Pirates Of The Caribbean shirt and some sexy knee high boots. I put on some black gloves that has ripped up lines on the hand I walked downstairs and grabbed a bowl of cereal. I smiled and took a box of lucky charms out and sat down at the dinner table. I poured some milk and began eating I looked out the window it was still dark and it was 6:40 am.
I look at my phone no messages but who would be awake to even text this early? I put away my phone then take it smiling evilly I text my best friends Ashley Lewis, Dallynette but I call her Dally for short, and my other good friend Iaesha. I texted all three of them: WAKE UP SLEEPY HEADS!!! IT'S A HAPPY MONDAY ^^. I smirked and hit send waiting for the yelling and complaining I hear commotion from my par
Nekko love Ch 2
Chapter two: the storm
Everyone was looking out the windows of the tour bus the storm was so bad you couldn't see anything. I stepped away and looked around the small space of the tour bus, and wondered how they could live in this for months. But hey that's not my problem I only have to stay here until the storm blows over. CC sits down and relaxes with a monster rehab in his hands I walk over and sit down next to him.
He looks over at me and smile slightly staring at the monster rehab becoming incredibly thirsty. He saw what I was looking at and then slowly handed me his unopened can, I shake my head that would be incredibly unfair. "No it's fine I can just get another one." He said I nodded and watched him walk over to the fridge and got another one.
The lightning flashed and flared casting dark shadows in the tour bus, I watched with interest the storm raged on. The lightening looked like it was dancing across the park flash after flash. The thunder rumbled and shook the bus and hou
A drummer's love ch 1
Chapter one: The run in
I woke up with more bruises I sigh and shake my head, my friends are gonna get suspicious about it. I got out of bed and tried my best to ignore the pain going through my body; I go over to my drawers and looked through it for an outfit. I decided on a red tank top that said "Bad girls rule." I chose some black skinnies and a jacket to cover my bruises I had to get out of this damn place. There was a coffee shop in walking range just a few miles and I can handle the walk, I grab my iPod and lace up my converses before heading out the door.
I put in my earphones and started listening to my new favorite band called the birthday massacre. I was listening to my favorite song when I finally reached the coffee shop. I walked in and ordered a vanilla iced coffee with a muffin walked over to a booth; and was about to eat my muffin when I felt someone tap my shoulder. I looked up and turned my head to the right and saw CC standing there with a coffee in his hand I smiled
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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