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Hi!

Ever listened to a song, and suddenly thought that it matches COMPLETELY to someone from an anime?

I have, so many times…..these are just a few of what I thought of:

Ill do Naruto characters because I watched so much of it xD.

Konan – Imaginary by Evanescence

Ah, paper flowers
Ah, paper flowers

I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clocks screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops, as they’re falling tell a story

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby (flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me (flowers)

Sasuke – Lucky by Britney spears.

I know this is a song about a girl, just replace her and she to him and his …

Shes so lucky, shes a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If theres nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night

Lost in an image, in a dream
But theres no one there to wake her up
And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winning
But tell me what happens when it stops?

Kakuzu – straight to the bank – 50 cent

[Chorus:]
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing

[Verse 2:]
I see nothing but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll
I got the kind of money that the bank can’t hold
Got it off the street moving bundles and loads
Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll
Breeze pass with the EZ Pass fuck the toll
No more platinum I’m wearing gold
I’m internationally known as the kid with the flow
That brings enough dough it’s never enough dough
Shit I need mo’ I need shit out the sto’
Baby ble was cold fresh out the flo’

What about you people?

Any other ideas?

Imaginery

I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clocks screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops as they’re falling tell a story

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple skies fly over me

Don’t say im out of touch
With this rampant chaos
Your reality
I know well
What lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare i built my own world to escape

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple skies fly over me

Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh how i long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginery light

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple skies fly over me

Here is my beginning of my story-

Pain. I felt sharp needle like feelings run through my body. I wondered if it was possible to survive such circumstances. My heart pounded in my chest as if it was going to explode. It was strenuous to breathe.
I looked around the room, dark, cold, a place where a rat might want to live. I had no intention of living. My life was done, or so I thought. Shadows shifted along the walls, the white window panes the only color in the dark room. Voice was all I could hear, they were low murmurs.
As I tried to support my weak body the pain came again, worse. I saw a new figure. He had dark shaggy hair and unforgettable deep sea blue eyes. He hurried over to me ignoring the other figures in the room. My heart pounded as loud as an alarm clock. My breathing became abrupt, inhale exhale inhale exhale! It was so quick that I instantly stopped breathing. My eyes closed and everything blackened.
I knew I was still alive. I could hear the talking in the room. I could hear but not comprehend. I heard my name once or twice but I thought I was hallucinating. A soft, warm hand touched my cheek. I opened my eyes again, still not breathing. It was the boy with the dark hair. I had to breathe, for him. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. I slowly restarted my system.
More talking that I did not understand. I heard my name. Several times actually. In a row. I guessed someone was calling my name. Who? I had no time to answer questions; I didn’t even know where I was. A new figure stepped in the dark murky room, his stance angry. More talking. More hearing my name.
I took a deep breath and tried to make out the words, “She has to go! Emrys you can’t change her! She’s human and that’s what she’s meant to be!” an angry voice yelled. I saw something fly at me. “I’m sorry,” was the last thing I heard.

Tell me what you think, why you think that, and if you don’t like it how can I make it better?

As you may know, I am writing a book. I have 2 beginnings that I personally like and I was wondering which I should do for my book that I do plan on getting published. Here are the choices -

1) Pain. I felt sharp needle like feelings run through my body. I wondered if it was possible to survive such circumstances. My heart pounded in my chest as if it was going to explode. It was strenuous to breathe.
I looked around the room, dark, cold, a place where a rat might want to live. I had no intention of living. My life was done, or so I thought. Shadows shifted along the walls, the white window panes the only color in the dark room. Voice was all I could hear, they were low murmurs.
As I tried to support my weak body the pain came again, worse. I saw a new figure. He had dark shaggy hair and unforgettable deep sea blue eyes. He hurried over to me ignoring the other figures in the room. My heart pounded as loud as an alarm clock. My breathing became abrupt, inhale exhale inhale exhale! It was so quick that I instantly stopped breathing. My eyes closed and everything blackened.
I knew I was still alive. I could hear the talking in the room. I could hear but not comprehend. I heard my name once or twice but I thought I was hallucinating. A soft, warm hand touched my cheek. I opened my eyes again, still not breathing. It was the boy with the dark hair. I had to breathe, for him. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. I slowly restarted my system.
More talking that I did not understand. I heard my name. Several times actually. In a row. I guessed someone was calling my name. Who? I had no time to answer questions; I didn’t even know where I was. A new figure stepped in the dark murky room, his stance angry. More talking. More hearing my name.
I took a deep breath and tried to make out the words, “She has to go! Emrys you can’t change her! She’s human and that’s what she’s meant to be!” an angry voice yelled. I saw something fly at me. “I’m sorry,” was the last thing I heard.

2) I am not the 15 year old girl I appear to be, in fact I’m not even human. I
have powers that I don’t understand myself and I crave human flesh every time I’m around humans. Straining myself from something I need is not easy, my powers don’t help me with that. I know don’t know how to control my powers and from what I know, I have 3. I can run at a speed that is way to fast for cars, I have strenght and I can lift a 8,000 pound machine, and I can read minds also.

I park my new Infiniti G37 Coupe and look around the school yard. Everyone looks the same, shorts, multi-colored tee shirts, and tennie’s or flip-flop’s. A boy with black hair notices me the exact moment I notices him. He seems immortal just like me. I read his mind.

Please tell me why you pick 1 or 2 and if you don’t like either tell me why and give me advice. Puncuation may not be perfect but I am still writing and have not edited.

Thanks!

Ok here is my story so far-

Pain. I felt sharp needle like feelings run through my body. I wondered if it was possible to survive such circumstances. My heart pounded in my chest as if it was going to explode. It was strenuous to breathe.
I looked around the room, dark, cold, a place where a rat might want to live. I had no intention of living. My life was done, or so I thought. Shadows shifted along the walls, the white window panes the only color in the dark room. Voice was all I could hear, they were low murmurs.
As I tried to support my weak body the pain came again, worse. I saw a new figure. He had dark shaggy hair and unforgettable deep sea blue eyes. He hurried over to me ignoring the other figures in the room. My heart pounded as loud as an alarm clock. My breathing became abrupt, inhale exhale inhale exhale! It was so quick that I instantly stopped breathing. My eyes closed and everything blackened.
I knew I was still alive. I could hear the talking in the room. I could hear but not comprehend. I heard my name once or twice but I thought I was hallucinating. A soft, warm hand touched my cheek. I opened my eyes again, still not breathing. It was the boy with the dark hair. I had to breathe, for him. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. I slowly restarted my system.
More talking that I did not understand. I heard my name. Several times actually. In a row. I guessed someone was calling my name. Who? I had no time to answer questions; I didn’t even know where I was. A new figure stepped in the dark murky room, his stance angry. More talking. More hearing my name.
I took a deep breath and tried to make out the words, “She has to go! Emrys you can’t change her! She’s human and that’s what she’s meant to be!” an angry voice yelled. I saw something fly at me. “I’m sorry,” was the last thing I heard.

I want to know what I should write to make it still interesting and I don’t know what to write about after this. I’m stuck. Please help.

Thanks.

Paper flowers
Paper flowers

I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name
Let me stay where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops as they`re falling tell a story

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
(Paper flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
(Paper flowers)

Don`t say I`m out of touch
With this rampant chaos, your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
(Paper flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
(Paper flowers)

Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The Goddess of imaginary light

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
(Paper flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
(Paper flowers)

Paper flowers
Paper flowers

What do you make of them?
I think that Amy is singing of using dream as a form of refuge to her life, but I’m not sure.

Opinions would be grand.

I linger in the doorway
of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name
let me stay
where the wind will whisper to me
where the raindrops as they’re falling tell a story

in my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me

how do these lyrics sound in a poetic sense?

I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming monsters
Calling my name
Let me stay,
Where the wind will whisper to me,
Where the raindrops as they’re falling tell a story.

[CHORUS:]
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullabies,
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me.

Don’t say I’m out of touch
With this rampant chaos, Your reality.
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge,
The nightmare, I built my own world to escape.

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullabies,
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me.

Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear
Of silent nights.
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming,
The goddess of imaginary light.

In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullabies,
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me.