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USUK Song FictionAmerica had a soft spot for England, no matter how much of a nagging ol' git he would become. America loved him. He respected him. He only wanted the best for England.
~I won't suffer, be broken, get tired or wasted, surrender to nothing, I gave up what I started and stopped it from end to beginning, a new day is coming and I am finally free~
England raised baby America the best way he knew how. He taught him discipline, how to fight, and how to grow into the great nation England was. He only wanted the best for America.
~I would've kept you forever, but we had to sever, it ended for both of us faster than a -kill off this thinking, it's starting to sink in, I'm losing control now without you I can finally see~
England and America faced the hardest decisions of their lives on this one day when they looked each other in the eyes as equally powerful nations and prepared to fight miserablely.
~run away run away, I'll attack. run away run away, go change yourse
Roy and Olivier FMAIt seemed to be nothing more than a battle of sharp tongue everytime they met. With his doting compliments and he overwhelming hatred, there was no way that they belonged together. It was physically unnatural for two opposites to be together, but there she found herself at his door and he answered:
~guess this means you're sorry. You're standin' at my door. Guess that means you take back all you said before. Like how much you wanted anyone but me, guess you'd never come back but here you are again~
She looked at him with disgust. She had no other way to show her emotion than through complete and utter hatred of a person and attacking them at their faults. She looked up to the sky and cleared her mind then looked him straight in the face and explained:
~maybe I was stupid for tellin' you goodbye. Maybe I was wrong for trying to pick a fight. I know that I've got issues, but you're pretty messed up too. Either way I found out, I'm nothing without you~
He looked at her compl
Stuck The car sputtered and shook as it came to an almost silent stop. The engine had gone silent as the horn beeped loudly through the dark night. The orange gas light blinked mockingly at the woman behind the wheel. It was making fun of her; she knew it was making fun of her. Grabbing the black cellular phone on the passenger seat, she looked at it with full intention of calling somebody to come help her.
“Oh, what the hell?!”
The “no service” sign was mocking her at the same exact time. The horn beeped loudly as she slammed her head against it once again. The day was out to get her in general. She had arrived at all her classes late, and her son was sick with the flu. The babysitter was able to watch him as she went to her late night classes. Giving a heavy sigh, she lifted her head off the wheel to look out the window. Drops of water pooled on the windshield as rain started to fall in a pitter-patter pattern. She didn’t quite understand the message th
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