WHYD THEY DO MY BOY LIKE THAT
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WHYD THEY DO MY BOY LIKE THAT

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Harry Styles - Lights Up (Official Video)
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As It Is — A Tribute to Harry Styles
We like to call men cowards. It sums it up nicely. Then we say we're generalizing. Then we bleed out. If you're always chasing the end of the story, when do you decide to put down the sword? When do you decide to show your face? When do you decide the game is over? When do you decide the charade is over? When do you bow down before a God?
The writer will always run towards the end of the story. William Shakespeare, Anne Hathaway, a princess in a tower, a jester in a court, we are all half-sums of a whole, as the Greeks say.
I'm not a runner. He is. Or so he says.
Or so she says.
Or so they say.
I am not a coward. I will scream it from the rooftops, in the train, in a tunnel Echoes in poems, in songs, in movies, in stolen journals, in stolen dreams, stolen chariots stolen clouds stolen stolen stolen Come out, come out where ever you are, she says, in the drafts of her journal, her inner world, her dreams, her family her friends, her lovers, her life
And no one will come forward.
So she barrels on to the end of the story. The characters fall away. But if you ask her enough questions, you'll get the whole tale. If you're lucky.
“you know i love a london boy i enjoy nights in brixton, shoreditch in the afternoon”
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