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posted by hgfan5602
It's cold in this room
Without your warmth for me
Hard to say the truth
Can I say it now....
I love you

Am I so ashamed
To love you?
Oh no I'm not....
And I feel your warmth upon me
Everyday

CHORUS
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I will still love you everyday of my life
Ever since
I came on your watch
And every minute of my life

I will still love you every second today
Cherishing all the moments that we had
Together

And I will bring every moment I've had
Together, with you
I will still love you everyday of my life
And no one will
Keep me away from you
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It's so cold here in this room
Unable to feel your warmth upon my shoulder
But I know how
Together, we will find our way through

And every single breath that I take
I will feel
How you always look upon me
Like every second's your own life

CHORUS

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I will still love you everyday of my life
Never said
But you can feel
The warmth inside our hearts
That surges through us,
Our minds

And I will bring every moment I've had
Together with you
For the best of my life
Starts with.....
You
You
Oh only you.
posted by ilovehouse345
In Bester Middle School there are things you should know and things you should not.
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"Alexis",said her teacher mr.trumpower "You havent turned in the last 3 assignments."

"Sorry?"

"Have them on my desk monday morning or detention."

She nodded and walked away.Mr.Trumpower was genrally a pretty cool teacher,not to nice but not to mean,just very stern.

"What was all that about?" asked Alexis's best friend Heather

"Nothing just havent turned in work."

"Oh well you should get it in,dont want him in a bad mood monday."

"Since when have you cared about work?"...
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posted by TDIlover226
Eddie Krinshaw walked down the side walk of the Ulysses S. Grant comunity park. It was almost dark and the sun was starting to set. He needed to get home before his curfew, or his parents would get mad. He walked through the park gates, then across the street to his house. Just as he was getting ready to do his homework, there was a pounding on his window. He waited until the pounding stopped, then he opened the window to see his friend Vincent Samson standing there with a dart gun in his hands. "What are you doing!" said Eddie. "I found this cool construction site down town" said Vincent.
"And...
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Biggest Misconception People Have About A Screenwriting Career by Frank Dietz via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by kiabearmisfit
****your at home with roc royal and princeton***

(Your dating roc royal oh if i write on you too will brake up fyi)

Me: aye prince Charming can you get me some peace tea prutty please

Prince: ugh better be lucky we friends

Me: thanks your the best of the best

Prince: finer than fine

Me: lol didn't say all that

Prince:😄

Me: lol rocky bear

Roc: aye baby

***he gives me a kiss***

Prince: 😣ewwww

Me: lol you kiss to prince

Prince: i know i do it just that when yall kiss it like so Perfect it like man wish my Smooches were like that lol

Roc: well really i dont put much thought in to it but she my number...
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posted by IloveMyLord

Fiction reveals truth that reality obscures.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Truth is stranger than fiction, but it is because Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities; Truth isn't.
Mark Twain
Fiction is the truth inside the lie.
Stephen King
For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.
Lord Byron
Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible.
Virginia Woolf
Fiction is not imagination. It is what anticipates imagination by giving it the form of reality. This is quite opposite to our...
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posted by GryffindorGirl2
Hey all! This is another HP fanfic,with my other OC in it,Elladora Malfoy,she has long white-blond hair and blue-grey eyes.


Elladora's POV

My father shoved a piece of parchment under my nose,causing me to look down at it.
"Read it." My father hissed.
Letters scrambled together,changed places,and floated off the paper,all I could make out of it was,"AMOYFL LGIR AICEFNS OPTETR?" I sighed in anger,rubbed my eyes,and glared at the paper.
"Well?" My father said again,throwing the paper onto the ground.
"W-what does it say?" I studdered. My parents didn't know I was dyslexic and had scoliosis,only Draco...
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posted by Elizabeth90luv
It was 3 o’ clock in the morning, October 31st, “the night of the living dead” as my mother had told me when I was a kid. I never believed her. I could never believe that one dead body can come back to life, and that was one of the reasons that New York’s crime lab selected me. But then it was different. A cold breeze was blowing outside this house –rumor had it that it was haunted- and three bodies were lying on the floor. I was alone in this dark room, while the other investigators were processing the second floor and everything was calm and quiet.

I started collecting evidence,...
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posted by e2mma2weasle3
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posted by Cinders
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Hey there, everyone! It's the start of a brand new year, and I know we all have brand new ideas for our lives. That is why I want to open this year up with the first ever Fanpop poetry contest! It's basic and simple, because everyone can write poetry, and it's short which means everyone can read all of the submissions in a brief period of time, whereas stories may take longer. However, if you're a story-writer (I sympathize), never fear! If this contest goes well, I may sponsor a Fanpop Short Story Contest afterwards.

Established Rules
1) Any piece of poetry is accepted, so long as it is not...
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Chapter 1: Beauty is a cruel mistress

Sighing I sat down in the usual hard wooden chairs that the school provided. Taking out my book I opened it to the page I had been reading last night at unspeakable hours of the morning-or afternoon for humans- none the less I was tired and the small writing printed on the pages strained my eyes. I was in English, which considering I was a vampire and having no intentions of pursuing a career in literature was quite a pointless subject. I had already had four classes already this morning and I was not looking forward to this one.
“Rose” a smooth but...
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posted by fake_alibi13
I am not sure why I am writing this down.I guess I just felt like it, telling my story.It was years ago and although it was on some papers and local news, the story gradually faded and got forgotten by everyone. Everyone but me, and I know to this day that what people heard was not the true story.Of course, even then as a small child I knew that telling it would only do more harm to me than good, I would be called crazy and they wouldn't even try to protect me from something that they would just label the ravings of a demented little girl.
Ten years have passed since, I was a quiet kid, barely...
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posted by Isabella121797
View from Isabella's room...
View from Isabella's room...
-Chapter One-

In the blink of a eye, a life can be turned around and upside down. This is something I had found out just mere seconds before. When my parents told me I'd be packing up everything I knew and be moving. My name is Isabella Moore and things were just getting started.

It was a cool Thursday night, and my parents had just layed down the biggest news of my life on me.
I was moving out of MY city. Chicago was all I'd ever known and all I'd come to love. My friends, my hopes and dreams, they were all supposed to come true here!... Why was this happening?

A million other thoughts blazed...
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posted by RiverIce
I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all day long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against...
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posted by noahnstar1616
-7 and a half hours later-
As I walked out of the school, I saw Cameron signaling me over to his car. I walked up to him and he told me to get in, which I did. As he started up the car, I couldn't help but feel like Cameron was upset with me. "Where are we going?"

"Somewhere we can talk."

"About?"

"I'll let you know when we get there." I nodded and kept quiet for the whole ride.


Half an hour later, Cameron parked in the beach parking lot. He took the key out of the ignition and put them in a cup holder. He then looked at me with a very disappointed look.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"I want to...
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posted by ellie_bellie135
I am clever. I am witty.
I am popular. I am idolized. I am loved.
Everyone values my opinion. They cling to my every word.
I am free of rules.
Advice doesn't apply to me. I don't need it.

I am always right. So don't question my opinion, because you are wrong.
Whatever you can do, I can do twice as well.

I am untouchable.
I fling attacks from behind my fortress and fear no retaliation.
I am safe behind my shield.
Stronger than steel. Stronger than diamonds. Stronger than you.

No-one would dare retaliate. I am inside my fortress.
And you can't get in. You can't hurt me.

I see, hear, smell, and touch, but...
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