~Inspiration~

It's time to take the dance floor
NOW
As we hold our hands
We jump up and down
And we swish across the dance floor
Like never before.

Oh it's time to take the dance floor
And it's gonna be now o never
Cuz a baciare isn't gonna wait forever
We're just gonna baciare right now and dance

RAP
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Uh-huh
Get the DJ goin' now
Turn it up a bit
Get the disco ball out

No, no
My boyfriend and I don't want Celine Dion
So hurry up now and change the song
Yeah, yeah

Katy Perry's on right now
Uh-huh
So we're gonna glide across the dance floor
And we're revvin' it up

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Chapter 18
    Abandoned
    Father literally freezed and glared it me with such intensity.
    “Don’t give me that look, I didn’t even know they’d be here.” I said, putting my hands up.
    Father suddenly smirked. “Then they’ll find the killer, enjoy jail angel.”
    My mouth dropped open, and father smirked cruelly at me, he turned to Azerien. “Come Junior, we must go.”
    Azerien...

"I never thought I could kill another person." I detto clenching the blood stained dagger in my right hand as I starred at the pavement. Lifeless bodies lay surrounded in blood not only did the whole park stench with blood.

I held the dagger tighter so tight my knuckles turned white. I couldn't remeber how I kiled these people I thought hard and long but nothing came all I knew was that I'd killed thses peopel and why I had no idea. That's when hazy flashes of immagini swirled in my head of how I'd slit one woman's neck, stabbed a man in the back to his heart—seeing a small inch of the blade...

I sat on my window sill looking down at the city below, just weeks fa I lived as an orphan a peasant now I have the looks of a Queen.

I still can't believe it after all it's funny how life throws new things at te but life can always change take now for instance. As look out over the sky gray huge clouds began ti roll in the news had announced that a hurricane of the fifth category will come—producing golf ball sized hail, 70 mile ora winds and 110% chance of rain. I sighed as lighting lit the sky with a large long crack of thunder rumbling the glass in front of me.

I slide from the...

Chapter Ten 

Mason had gotten a call from Olivia. Since he didn't answer, she left him a voicemail. What really hurt him was listening to it. If he wasn't a tough man, he probably would have cried his eyes out. Olivia left for Vermont saying she needed spazio and needed to find herself. He didn't actually understand it but he listened anyway. He spent hours replaying the voicemail. He could tell te everything she detto word for word.

There it is. That upsetting feeling he has whenever he blew something. Last  year he blew a big movie deal and that feeling came. The successivo giorno he fixed it and it...

It's cold in this room
Without your warmth for me
Hard to say the truth
Can I say it now....
I Amore te

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

CHORUS
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I will still Amore te everyday of my life
Ever since
I came on your watch
And every minuto of my life

I will still Amore te every secondo today
Cherishing all the moments that we had
Together

And I will bring every moment I've had
Together, with you
I will still Amore te 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...

I wasn’t sure how to start this story at first; most stories usually just come to me as I go along. It’s kind of like playing the piano, as te put più notes together it eventually becomes a song. So I figured I’d write what I was thinking at the time, so here it is. As an autore it’s my work and I won’t let anyone say it’s bad o pointless. Most people can be awfully critical of other peoples work, it’s not always because they are jealous o cynical people. Perhaps they just don’t understand the meaning in the story, that’s okay; the story only needs to make sense to the...