We would take no prisoners
'Cause there was nobody giving in
They came walking through my jungle
Met an ángel about to sin
I heard a voice from inside of me
When the youth of America cried
Can tu help me, hear me call

I don't wanna fall (I don't wanna fall)
I don't wanna fall (I don't wanna fall)
To the fire
I don't wanna fall (I don't wanna fall)
I don't wanna fall (I don't wanna fall)
To the fire

When you're a part of society
You know the corazón of your innocence dies
When we met with Authority
I looked him right between the eyes
'Cause all we had was our innocence
All we had was our hearts to try to win the...

Riding high, then shot down
I load my pistolas to fuego another round
I look deep into her eyes
And can't run there's nowhere left to hide
Don't stop, no it's much too late
When the night comes I can't wait
Oh I live, amor to lose control
It makes me crazy I want to let tu know

Oh, no, I don't want to fall
Oh, oh, can't tu hear me call
All night long in my secret dreams
You tell me I'm the one
When I'm siguiente to you, siguiente to you
All I want in my secret dreams
Is tu here with me
I got to get to you, get to you, get to you

There's a thrill, in the chase
We won't lose when we meet face to lace
Love, games a means without...

Another long and sleepless night
You need someone to hold tu tight
Sometimes amor don't know wrong from right
Another long and senseless
Fight was all tu knew they're all the same
There's no one left to take the blame
What's behind this masquerade
How do we win these losin'
Games we play, words we say
Cutting wounds we know they run so deep
Leave it all behind you
Or someday amor will find you

Only lonely, ooh, I can't stop hurting you
Only lonely, ooh, but I can't stop loving you
Only lonely, ooh, how much pain does it take

It's getting sometimes I don't know
When to stop when to go
Sometimes we're so afraid...

Now that you're gone, I can see
What was going on and how tu lied
When tu dicho you'd never amor again

Your friends telephone and they say
You weren't out alone last night
Can tu see that this broken corazón is killing me

Another night is falling
And now my corazón is calling tu back to me

Come back, 'cause I need your love
Back, got to have your love
Come back, bring your loving back to me

Come back, 'cause it's been so long
Back, and I can't go on
Come back, bring your loving back to me

You play with words, play with love
Always just your silly way
I'm a fool for I need tu por my side again

Now it's too late...

It’s not time to give this one más try, I don’t think so
Last night tu dicho tu want a last lie
I can’t let tu wreck my plans
I’m planning to let tu go
Oh, only one thing is true, only one thing to do
Time to borrar you

Burning up all your pictures
Tearing up all your letters
Ripping up all your sweaters
This is, this is
For the better

Slashing up all your tires
Smashing up all your flowers
Grabbing back all my power
‘Cause one mess says I don’t need you
Delete you
Oh, (Oh) borrar you
Whoa oh (Oh)

It’s not time to say how much tu care, I don’t think so
I don’t want you, I want tu not there...

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Brotherly Love
By: moolah
Prologue

    Growing up with 4 brothers can be hectic. Even though Jesse, my twin brother was born 2 hours before me, he made sure I knew that I was the youngest. My oldest brother, Aaron was protective over me, as well as my 2nd oldest brother Martin was.
    I’m Emberlynn. Just the youngest child of Bernice and Amanda List. Our family lived in the good neighborhood. We always had food, and money. When I was in middle school my friends would always come over to spy on my twin brother, Jesse. They thought he was cute. We shared...

In my school, we have this dumb period called skills. It is last period, and we switch teachers every day. What we do in skills totally depends on the teacher we have.

Anyways, I was in science skills. My teacher was making us plot the track of Hurricane Katrina. He is oddly obsessed with hurricanes and no one knows why.

He put me at a science mesa, tabla in the back of the room, with this girl named Abigail.

Abigail and I had talked before, but we weren’t really that close.

I gathered my hurricane plotting materials, and placed them down on the black science table.

Once class started, Abigail and I...

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