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Shot Down – Khalid

You left early. You told me to wait for you until you return with food.

But today, the weather was too perfect to miss my flight practice ma’ma.

I didn’t look anywhere. I couldn’t wait.

My heart was full and singing. So, I jumped from our small, humble home right away.

 

Fear didn’t really move me, I was flying like the feeling of you.

The wind was all mine. The view from the top never this beautiful.

I was just enjoying my first independence off of the ground ma’ma, and that without you beside me.

But I could also hear my wings make loud whistles of true freedom, the freedom of me.

 

But they shot me with the painful bullet ma’ma.

The sound of it passed through my stomach and I fell with an unbearable agony — fell with the dread of death, fell with the thought of you. Please! forgive me ma’ma.

I love you.

I will forever love you.

 

Please, don’t’ look for me ma’ma.

They shot me like they don’t feel anything.

They!

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HUMBLE – Kendrick Lamar

Pardon slangs but the song is a dope!

I have gotten bullied that is why I don’t.

I have been judged a ton times that is why I won’t.

I have had my fair share of failures in the past that is why I know what it takes.

I have had my heart crushed, squeezed like rubber, thrown away like useless paper, that is why I know how to show you care.

I have given all I am to people who’d take me for granted, to those selfish ones, know-it-all ones, that’s why they already know silence is my answer.

I have faced death time and time over, that’s why I respect life.

I have watched broken families up close. That’s why my family will always come first.

I have had broken relationships myself. That’s why I don’t hesitate to bend down on my knees and truly apologize for being an arse…

Sure, I have seen so many selfish, self-centered, self-obsessed, heartless, mean and shitty people without a brain, that’s why I practice awareness.

Lastly, I know I am not perfect.

I know I do not know everything.

But, here are few things I learned from my father — You always stay humble. You don’t hurt people, never. You don’t play with anyone’s feelings, it’s a sin. You don’t say words that’d make anyone feel small, that’s ignorance. You work hard!

You light a candle of love, hope, happiness, willpower, and dream.

You only celebrate goodness! No matter what.

❤️❤️ 

p.s. – I almost, almost, almost lost all of the musicpervs contents.

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Supermarket Flowers – Ed Sheeran

april nightmare.

Shocked. Sobbing out-of-breath. I couldn’t help but drink my own tears as I held her run-down, muddied broken, muted cold, 20 years young body with these hands. I remember trying my best to keep her away from the blood-stained hospital floor on that crowded evening, with hopes of a miracle, hoping that she’d still somehow wake up.

I reckon a screaming silent cry for help breaking through her beautifully folded eyes.

The eyes once alive, happy and smiling. Eyes, for as much as I remember, once full of hope, dreams, unbound love, true respect, and kindness, and empathy; now closed, dry — now teary with earth and dirt

— now shut forever.

Just like me, scared she — she must have wished her house, its walls are strong enough.

Just like me, afraid she, she must have prayed that all of it ended soon and her family is safe to see another day.

Like me, hopeful she, she must have begged for a second chance, for the first time.

Luck or misfortune, only I made it through, she  didn’t.

How can I ever forget as I bid her my last good-bye off in ashes out of her own skin, and bones, and all the dreams she must have had  — on that scary, weary long night.

Things haven’t  been the same for me from that moment onwards. And I am certain it never will be.

But, of all, she taught me three important lessons.

How fragile life is? How beautiful love is ? And what’s the real lost?

The mob in the crematory burnt many stories that day. Many many wonderful stories.

How are you living your end of the story?

april earthquake.

You will forever remain in my heart.

– ❤ in loving memories of Shalu and Maima ❤ –

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iT’s YoU – ZAYN

She asked,“Why do you love me?”

I explained,“I really never asked myself why. It just felt being at home with you. Yes, being around you always feels so right, so light, so me. In fact, I love you because I don’t have any reasons to love you; I never needed one. Sure, you don’t take my breath away whenever I see you. But watching you sleep in your beautiful mess is breathtaking and I want this for me for the rest of my life.

They say, being in love is the most beautiful thing.

Well sometimes I wonder, how would I have known this best if I hadn’t met you?“

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Can’t Help Falling In Love With You – Haley Reinhart

No matter how many times we went through the inevitable shallow pit of relationship accidents.

Didn’t really matter how many times we fought over matters small or big; he always came back. He always, always measured his distance to me.

 

I couldn't thank enough, we found each other. 

After all, we were two wounded soldiers, fighting different wars, then.

We laughed like happy kids and many a time hugged, sobbed; rubbed each other’s tears too.

We watched the sunset together more often like a ritual. We roleplayed and made hilarious videos for the future.

We traveled hand in hand, foot-to-foot, clicked photographs; we made cheap but lavish memories together.

We cuddled as we slept like puppies do.

A little over the edge, we read to each other  — these mind-tickling poems and would feel beautiful about the present.

We wrote each other letters as if chats, messages and the internet never really existed.

 

Oh! we karaoke-ed our favorite songs late at night and our neighbors would generously understand.

And like my mom and dad, we too cooked our breakfast, lunch, brunch, and dinner together.

 

We’d dance with wines and candles like they do in the movies.

We lived, we existed for each other like tomorrow isn’t promised to us.

And besides my family, my love for what I do, he was that missing cherry on the top.

He is my rock, my rockstar.

I couldn't thank enough, we found each other. 

We were two wounded soldiers, fighting different wars.

Life couldn’t have been this much beautifully vulnerable, this much a delicate without him.

He’s by far the best thing that happened.

I like him. 

I love him over my life, in my heartbeats.

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Godsend -Robbie Cavanagh

 [Epilogue]

One day she herself blurted out. Made me believe, she was so in love with me.

[The plot]

She ran away. She disappeared.

She slipped away like desert sand, so fast; leaving a stained, stinking, suffocating vacuum of colossal proportion at my heart, in my life.

Awfully awestruck, poorly heartbroken and left alone, I befriended my bed and the pillows to slop, hide away my tears from the world.

I pretended to smile for quite a time.

I saw my parents were distressed for I hadn’t left my room that entire festive season.

I smelled like sweat. I stank like a tunnel rat. Disbelief, Depression was my only company for quite a time.

I can see my brother, my sister were worried too.

They all loved me. She left.

[The turning point]

Murphy’s Law states, “Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.”

But someone wiser also told:

It is nobody’s fault that life has problems. It is simply a law of probability. There are many disordered states and few ordered ones. Given the odds against us, what is remarkable is not that life has problems, but that we can solve them at all.

He further added, “… there is a related insight here. You should probably quit things faster than you do. There is always a risk that you will quit too early, but of all the possible things you could be exposed to and invested in, it is very unlikely that you are currently engaged in the best thing for you. Thus, if results are not coming easily, move on.”

[Conclusion]

Yes, I drove my wrecked Titanic back on the water.

And I didn’t choose to sink like Jack did for his Rose because she isn’t the one.

The
Rose.

 

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Beneath Your Beautiful ft. Emeli Sandé – Labrinth

No, No, no no. .. Don’t close your eyes? Look at me! Keep looking at me (She screams, slapping his tired face gently, violently).

Please, please! I Love You, babe’.

Please, keep your eyes open for me. Please!

:

(Tears, Sweat, Thin air, Shock, Nightmare, CPR, heartbreaks…)

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Don’t you dare give up on me this way. Not today.

She keeps beating his warm, dead body as if someone’s desperately trying to wake up a cold stone, helplessly.

:

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As his lifeless cold blood continues to spill on that crying street, helplessly.

With him, a part of her, indeed the best one, also died forever.

My 

❤️

is with

Manchester.

p.s. she learned it the worst way possible,"Never taking anything for granted!".

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Can’t Let Go –  VALNTN (feat. Emilia Ali)

 

Love her like there is no tomorrow. Love like you don’t know the way.

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Alps – Novo Amor & Ed Tullett

You broke him into tiny sands, ants. You broke the vow and walked away in one piece.

Riven, empty, he dragged his heavy boots, he tore away from you.

He stabbed his selfish heart as many times, over and over; to lull …  to kill every beat with your name on it.

He blocked you, un-friended, un-followed you.

He wanted nothing of you. None of you.

And all the honest farce. All his failed cautions. Only and only, because he wants to save any of HIM if it’s there, without you.

 - And that day -

Happily throwing off of his hands in the air, as cool wind breezed through and through him; he closed his eyes and kissed you his final goodbye mixed in tears and joy.

- And today -

He is brave. He is strong. He is the star.

He prayed some to look after you.

You, his beautiful scar.

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