"Andrew? Andrew? Are bạn okay?" Andrew hear Elizabeth's gentle, velvety voice as his consicness returned to him. "Hey honey, you've been asleep for awhile now." She seemed very concerned, considering she had only known him for a few hours. After the room stopped spinning, Andrew sat up and looked around. He was still in the hotel, but, he didn't recognize the room. When his gaze fell on Elizabeth, the room started spinning again. "So, when bạn said, "When I was alive." did bạn mean that you're a ghost?" Elizabeth's face was grim and solemn. "Yes. I'm a ghost." Suddenly, Andrew smelled cinnamon, honey, and something he didn't recognize. "Andrew I have to go. I'll be back tonight. bởi the way, call me Liz." She flashed him a dazzling smile, and she was gone. "Wow."
I make mistakes
I mess up
but it was nevr enough
I no longer cry for you
no thêm pain
that means I will no longer stand it
bạn took my tim, trái tim and ran it strait into the planet
now I'm taking control of this relationship
command it
that means I no longer die for
no longer cry for bạn
no thêm pain
but bạn always win
as th blood trickles down my arm
I wisper bạn name into the dark
Cierra
the pain I went through for you
no longer
is anyone out there
feels like I'm talking o myslelf
feels like I'm going insane
feels crazy
guess I keep talking to myself
why in the world do I feel so alone
nobody but me
I'm on my own
is there anyone out there
that feels just what I feel
guess it's just me.
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just to let bạn know.I'm no sewisidle hoặc crazy.just a kid who's been through alot and has grown up faster
I mess up
but it was nevr enough
I no longer cry for you
no thêm pain
that means I will no longer stand it
bạn took my tim, trái tim and ran it strait into the planet
now I'm taking control of this relationship
command it
that means I no longer die for
no longer cry for bạn
no thêm pain
but bạn always win
as th blood trickles down my arm
I wisper bạn name into the dark
Cierra
the pain I went through for you
no longer
is anyone out there
feels like I'm talking o myslelf
feels like I'm going insane
feels crazy
guess I keep talking to myself
why in the world do I feel so alone
nobody but me
I'm on my own
is there anyone out there
that feels just what I feel
guess it's just me.
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just to let bạn know.I'm no sewisidle hoặc crazy.just a kid who's been through alot and has grown up faster
Pride is a belief in myself (or someone else) that within me is something no one else has just like me. Pride can be a wonderful thing. My coaches are proud of me when I execute a di chuyển perfectly. I am proud of my efforts when I get the right answer to a test question. However, pride can have a negative connotation. If I am prideful of my hát talent hoặc of my sports accomplishments, then I am not feeling the right kind of pride. Yes, I can be pleased with my abilities; but when I let it go to my head, then I am full of pride, just like Odysseus often was. bởi believing that I am the only person with that talent, I inflate my ego. I believe myself to be “the best of the best,” and this can damage my relationships with others. They would not want my company if the only things I spoke of were my own accomplishments.
Meghan ran to the bus stop, where she saw Pompika. Thankfully Pompika looked at her politely and đã đưa ý kiến “You know I saw Reg but ya know, how she’s jus’ across the street, she seems a lil’ mad!” Meghan thought for a một giây and thought ‘why lose Pompika?’ and said, “Geez I don’t know?” Now she wished she had told the truth, instead of lying. “Oh I wish ya did.” Pompika said. “Tsk-Tsk, bad grammar Pompi” đã đưa ý kiến Meghan. “Sorry, fine I wish bạn did. There ya… bạn go” “Hhhmmm, nice save.” Meghan said. “Hey look, Reg’s a comin’” đã đưa ý kiến Pompika. “Great that’s good… wait REG!!!” đã đưa ý kiến Meghan. “What?” đã đưa ý kiến Pompika. "nothing."
i am looking for the star, our star, but this time i am alone, bạn aren't standing on the port tiếp theo to me..
i feel i am Mất tích now, i can't find this star. bạn remeber what did i descoverd that night? i found only one ngôi sao in the whole Portsaid's sky..
bạn didn't belive that one ngôi sao is exist.. bạn said: which star? the sky is felling of the stars!
i thought bạn was kidding, i was very sure that there's one star.. yeah, sure as the blind is sure that there's nothing around him!
now i see what bạn were talking about, i loved you, so i couldn't see anyone else but you..
bạn was my heart's only love..
it was Portsaid's only star..
but bạn .. bạn didn't point to the same star, bạn saw all the stars but mine..
now i am alone, seeing many stars, can't find my star, am i blind? hoặc ..was i blind?
twinkle, twinkle, my littel star..
Portsaid's only star, which one is you?
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*Portsaid is an Egyptian port.
i feel i am Mất tích now, i can't find this star. bạn remeber what did i descoverd that night? i found only one ngôi sao in the whole Portsaid's sky..
bạn didn't belive that one ngôi sao is exist.. bạn said: which star? the sky is felling of the stars!
i thought bạn was kidding, i was very sure that there's one star.. yeah, sure as the blind is sure that there's nothing around him!
now i see what bạn were talking about, i loved you, so i couldn't see anyone else but you..
bạn was my heart's only love..
it was Portsaid's only star..
but bạn .. bạn didn't point to the same star, bạn saw all the stars but mine..
now i am alone, seeing many stars, can't find my star, am i blind? hoặc ..was i blind?
twinkle, twinkle, my littel star..
Portsaid's only star, which one is you?
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*Portsaid is an Egyptian port.
bạn hurt me,
Both externally,
And internally,
bạn twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
bạn think bạn can hurt me,
Just because bạn gave me money,
bạn think bạn can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made bạn fell.
I wish bạn have never được trao birth to me,
I wish I can expose what bạn are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate bạn to the heart's core,
I want bạn to hear my vengeful call.
I respect bạn because I must,
Yet bạn blame me for not giving bạn my trust.
How can I love, hoặc trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to bạn bởi blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever bạn will grieve
Both externally,
And internally,
bạn twist a pin into my heart,
And gather my flowing blood onto a cart.
bạn think bạn can hurt me,
Just because bạn gave me money,
bạn think bạn can make my life like hell,
Just because I am the one who made bạn fell.
I wish bạn have never được trao birth to me,
I wish I can expose what bạn are for all to see.
I hate you,
And I hate bạn to the heart's core,
I want bạn to hear my vengeful call.
I respect bạn because I must,
Yet bạn blame me for not giving bạn my trust.
How can I love, hoặc trust, a person like you?
Who makes me feel I'm feebler than cotton wool?
I am forever imprisoned to bạn bởi blood,
For as long as I live,
The relation between us cannot be cut,
But soon I will take my leave,
Hoping that forever bạn will grieve