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Nothing I Can DoYour face lights up when she walks by. You dash past me; you think you're sly. You offer her a little smirk And I'm still here, and I still hurt.Nothing I Can Do
You're singing her your song Though you knew all along She's never gonna see the light in your eyes. The same color in mine that wishes and spies. And I want to tell you, but you assumed Flowers of the heart have died and have bloomed.
You say there's no one to love you, But you never look my way. I guess I'm missing something Because you like her today.
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"When you see her, suddenly its not
the earth holding you here anymore.
She does.
And nothing matters more than her.
And you would do anything for her, be anything for her."
-- Jacob Black, Eclipse, Chapter 8, p.176.
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Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.
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Live your life in a way so that when you leave this world, you've left it a better place.
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Why do they have braille on drive-up ATM's?
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