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posted by HaleyDewit
This is my first rap song. It's about my co-worker. It's not very nice. Also, somewhere there's the line 'i don't mind being the hottest chick around' I usually don't say those kinds of things. She just really pissed me off.

Talking shit like a twit
That’s all wewe can do
But when it comes down to it
Nothing gets through to you
You’re all big talk
But wewe got no game
And this poor me crap
Is really fucking lame
Who the hell are you
To play victimized
We’ve all got issues, bitch
But I guess yours are worse than mine
If you’d be the honest person
You claim to be
You wouldn’t talk third
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Evening came. After chajio, chakula cha jioni Dale had sent everyone to their dorms. Beth had watched her parents pack their bags and cried when they wouldn’t explain where they were going.
“Don’t leave me here, mommy!” she begged, while tears rolled down her face. She grabbed her mother’s arm, trying to prevent her from going.
Mr. Parker grabbed her arm and pushed her on the floor. Started she looked up at her father who looked down at her with eyes so cold Beth felt her body freeze inside.
Mr. Parker turned around and helped Mrs. Parker with the luggage.
During chajio, chakula cha jioni Beth had desperately searched...
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posted by HaleyDewit
How am I making myself clear
How can I make wewe disappear
Keep bitching around my head
Claiming wewe can’t forget
Then wewe go to my friends
Begging them to speak in your defense
But wewe can’t bring me down
‘Cause I know what you’re all about

So, wewe can stop the charade
You can stop the masquerade
Your true colors are shining through
And I can tell wewe it ain’t the best vision of you
You can stop making a scene
You can go and leave me be
Your heart’s rotten to the core
But wewe won’t be breaking mine no more


I know exactly what wewe need
But there’s no point in trying to make wewe see
You’d rather...
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posted by HaleyDewit
I’m quiet on the outside
An all-wrecking, raging storm on the inside
I can’t speak,
Because I fear I can only produce inhuman cries
But my inner screams overwhelm any external sound
I don't blame wewe for not seeing behind my hollow eyes
I don't blame wewe for not hearing anything but silence
And I don't blame wewe for not feeling my moyo breaking in my chest, over and over again
But I wish wewe would just hold me, and tell me I'll be okay. That somehow, this all-consuming pain is not going to kill me. That I will come out of this, stronger.
I wish I could distance myself from this destruction,
But I belong in the center of the hurricane
Because I need this pain, like I need oxygen
So, let my ravel in my agony,
Without it I am nothing
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The FBI was checking the security footage to see what happened to agent Parker, when Ryan’s phone rang. He quickly picked up without checking the number, praying it would be either Claire au Debra.
“Ryan Hardy” he alisema tensed.
“Hello, Ryan” Claire answered with a slightly trembling voice.
“Claire!” Ryan exclaimed with a bit of relief in his voice. Mike signaled with his hands and Ryan put the phone on speaker. “Claire, can wewe tell me where wewe are? Is Joe with you?”
“I need to read something to wewe and wewe need to listen” Claire said, looking at Joe, who smiled encouragingly....
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The titles of my chapters are titles of songs. They are very carefully chosen.

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The first chapter is basically the season 1 finale rewritten. Everything after that is my doing.


“Any last words, agent?” Alex asked with a voice of which the malicious pleasure just dripped of. Debra looked up at him, her eyes wide in terror.
“You don’t have to do this” she begged. “You don’t have to do this”
“I know I don’t ” Alex replied careless. “Take small breaths” he advised before getting up. As Debra cried and screamed for help, he and his partner closed the coffin and buried...
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