"I forgave almost unforgivable mistakes ...
I tried to replace irreplaceable and unforgettable people forget ...
I've done things on impulse ...
I've never been disappointed with people when I thought let me down ...
But someone disappointed ...
Already embraced to protect ...
Since I could not laugh when ...
I made دوستوں for life ...
I loved and was loved ...
But I've been rejected ...
I loved and not loved ...
It screamed and jumped for joy ...
I have lived and made vows of eternal love ...
"I broke the face" many times ...
I cried listening to موسیقی and viewing تصاویر ...
Since I called just to hear a voice ...
Fell in love with a smile ...
I've thought it was going to die so nostalgic ...
But I lived! ...
And still alive! ...
No step in life ...
Well it is going to fight with determination ...
Embrace life and live with passion ...
Losing to win with class and courage ...
Because the world belongs to those who dare ...
And life is too insignificant to be ... "
I tried to replace irreplaceable and unforgettable people forget ...
I've done things on impulse ...
I've never been disappointed with people when I thought let me down ...
But someone disappointed ...
Already embraced to protect ...
Since I could not laugh when ...
I made دوستوں for life ...
I loved and was loved ...
But I've been rejected ...
I loved and not loved ...
It screamed and jumped for joy ...
I have lived and made vows of eternal love ...
"I broke the face" many times ...
I cried listening to موسیقی and viewing تصاویر ...
Since I called just to hear a voice ...
Fell in love with a smile ...
I've thought it was going to die so nostalgic ...
But I lived! ...
And still alive! ...
No step in life ...
Well it is going to fight with determination ...
Embrace life and live with passion ...
Losing to win with class and courage ...
Because the world belongs to those who dare ...
And life is too insignificant to be ... "
All this pain just inside...I cannot let it go.... It hurts so bad...Seeing the one آپ love in the arms of another.... Each night I cry myself to sleep,just hopeing the اگلے دن will be even beter...But these words always run through my mind..."You're going to die alone".. It repetes and repetes...Pain ... Oh how it hurts so... But what makes it worse...That someone that's with the one my love ...is my rival....Time has stopped to آپ as your tears run down slowly on my cheek.... I've lost almost everyone in my life... It's even scary just trying to be myself....They say if آپ keep your feelings jared up...you'll snap... That's haven't happened to me yet... And hope it will never will. Don't keep your feelings jared up... یا one دن you'll snap
"Now who's gonna take care of Mike!" Jane screamed at the سب, سب سے اوپر of her voice. "Now how am I suppose to marry Dave! Now how am I suppose to become an archaeologist!" "Mike, marriage, archaeology?!" I said, confused. "Oh, I can't explain now! I just wish I listened to David." She sighed. "Don't beat yourself up. David has the gift, آپ can still talk to him." She forced a smile. "Gift?" Dave whispered as he entered the room. "More like a curse." "David, i'm so sorry I didn't listen! But I just never thought-" "Save it." He butted in. "Everyone I've ever loved ends up dead. I should have seen it coming." "But آپ did! آپ tried to save my life and I was to stupid and selfish to care." "Janet." He sighed. "I don't think I can talk to آپ anymore. Never again." She stared at him, her face appalled. "What are آپ saying?!" "I'm saying seeing you, like this, it just, it just breaks my heart."
I loved to write songs. These beautiful poems of love, heartbreak, life and misery. I still do. Shame they'll never reach the world as I hoped.
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.
'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so تیز رو, سوئفٹ
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow آپ take life's اگلے test'
I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not singing loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. یا maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.
'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so تیز رو, سوئفٹ
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow آپ take life's اگلے test'
I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not singing loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. یا maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
This is a song inspired سے طرف کی Anastasia's Once Upon a December. Also, it's the main song for my novel-in-progress, Imaginary. It's a song in which one of the main characters sings to cheer her up when she's scared. And once I finally get the story گیا کیا پوسٹ here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written سے طرف کی a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen angels always sing
Once upon a December
Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory
Broken butterflies with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
Written سے طرف کی a friend of mine from school.
Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen angels always sing
Once upon a December
Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory
Broken butterflies with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.