Apr 17, 2019
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@sacrificeo liked for a lyric starter  âĄÂ    THE GOOD PART â AJR
â HAVE I DONE MY BEST HERE  ?  will i be here next year  â  are these my BEST years yet ? â
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@sacrificeoâ we see it. we like it. we want it. we got it. âĄ
â HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FUCKING BELIEVE youâre not just making shit up ? â
â youâre shaking.  â
       SOME MEME.  ⎠ɴá´á´Â á´á´á´á´á´á´ÉŞÉ´É˘. âŻ
     SHAKING? WAS SHE? When had that happened? One minute it had been a conversation, a debate which soon turned into an argument. But even at that it hadnât been heated enough that the young witch was shaking, or at least she hadnât realized she was shaking. How would she? She was far more focused on the argument, on the facts she was laying out before him. And there were so many. Facts about the entire situation. Facts she needed him to know. Things he should have told her right from the start, and things she should have told him once sheâd attempted to put things into motion. All she wanted was to help. To get him back to normal, to ease some of the pain heâd been suffering through silently. That was the crux of the argument, that she hadnât been allowed know, or help.
      Taking a deep breath, she attempted to still herself, to give herself some semblance of composure as she took a step forward, toward him, wanting, itching to reach out to him. Maybe taking him in her arms could ease some of the discomfort, some of the pain. Thereâd been nights when sheâd laid with him, cradled his head, stroked his hair and kissed at the dark crescent moons which had taken up permanent residence under his eyes. A sign he hadnât been sleeping, a sign which sent a wave of panic through the young witch when sheâd realized.  âAll I wanted to do was help you, Nick... To give you back your life. Iâm part of the reason you ended up down there, and I didnât even realize how bad it was, or how bad it still is....â Her hands had stilled, calmed before she took another step, reaching forward in an attempt to take his hand.  â...let me help. Let me fix this.â
@sacrificeo didnât ask for a starter but sheâs getting one nevertheless !! âĄ
â oh no, oh no no N O  !! â PANIC rises in her voice, immobile body laying on the ground in front of her. she hadnât meant to do THAT. ( heâs not DEAD, right ? ) just as the thought crosses her mind, he moves. a sigh of relief slips past her lips as she drops down to her knees, curious eyes resting on his face.  â can you h e a r me ? â her voice  â  unnecessarily LOUD. ( sheâs got to make sure SOMEHOW, right ? )