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3. Move Along~~One week later~~
"They're not going to accept me back Zacky. I know they won't." Brian worried.
"They're your friends man, you've known for most of your life, of course they are going to accept you back. Plus Avenged Sevenfold wouldn't be the same without the very Synyster Gates." Zacky dragged him out of the car and over to Matt's front door. He knocked on the door and a few seconds later the door opened. Matt stood there and saw Brian.
"Gates!" His eyes popped and he flung his arms around his neck, "You're back man!" Brian blinked and put his arms around Matt to return the hug.
"I told you they'd accept you back." Zacky stated in an 'I told you so' tone and he went in to see Johnny.
"Hey Johnny man." Zacky hugged Johnny.
"What up Zee, been a while." Johnny laughed.
"Yeah. I have brought a visitor with me," They stopped hugging," Matt's out front squeezing him like a boa constrictor." He gestured back to the door with his thumb and Johnny went to see.
"Syn!" Johnny exclaimed and hug
2. The only hope for me is youBrian and Zacky got home mid morning from Jimmy's house and Brian went upstairs to take a desperately needed shower whilst Zacky went to make some coffee for them both. He sat on the counter top looking down at the floor whilst waiting for the water to boil and swung his legs absent mindedly whilst thinking. 'Should I have said that? Oh god, I told you not to!' He scolded himself, 'I knew it would pressure on him, what if he cracks? Shit. Okay It was kind of heat of the moment, I mean. He was trying to kill himself. What else could I have said??' He sighed, 'Anything but I love you. It's not like he picked up on it. He didn't really have a reaction.'
"Hnn." He groaned and let his head fall against the cupboard behind him and shut his eyes for a moment. He opened his eyes and brought his head forwards when he heard Brian coming downstairs. He had a towel around his waist and had washed his hair so little droplets hung from wisps oh his now long, black hair.
"You should get your li
1. I will follow you into the darkIt had been almost two months since Jimmy was found dead at his house, found by his one and only, Brian. The discovery of his body was never anything Brian had imagined he'd ever experience. Even when they'd grow old together, he had always thought they'd die peacefully together. But when he saw those ocean blue eyes he'd always stared into, staring at the ceiling, motionless and lifeless, that very image was burnt and scarred into his brain. He could no longer sleep because every time he shut his eyes and fell asleep- which in it's self was pretty hard to do- he would dream of Jimmy. His eyes full of life again, looking him deep in the eyes warming his very soul. Hearing his laugh, a sound which would melt the heart of the devil himself. Then his voice, every tone throughout it would sink into Brian's ears and never leave. Leaving his head full of the Reverend Tholomew Plague, and him only, this brought unimaginable pain to him.
"Zacky." The broken guitarist called for his co-guitaris
The Girl Nobody KnewThere is the girl that Nobody knew,
Sat on the wall, completely see through,
No-one approached her, Nobody dared,
She sat facing forwards, she just sat there and stared.
Nobody noticed her, No-one but me,
They won't even glance, They just let her be,
Not batting an eyelid, even if she screamed,
Not an existance, but some kind of fiend.
I stood at her side, with consideration,
I gazed down upon her for quite some duration,
She made no such move, Not even a twitch,
So then I spoke up, with one minor hitch.
"Why do you sit here? Why might that be?"
A stranger near by said, "You talking to me?"
"No" I replied, "I'm talking to her,"
"But," he said blankly, "There's nobody there."
She's not just a girl but also a ghost,
You shouldn't even see her, but I noticed her most,
I wanted to tell, but what could I do?
She was the girl that nobody know
As We Drift in This WindAs we drift in this wind, side-by-side,
We welcome the sea on it's incoming tide,
For freedom we have, to go so far,
Now we've been released from that dusty old jar.
Sure we died young, but there's no need to fear,
Just remember the times on the end of that pier,
Where we sat hand in hand, to watch the sun set,
Where we sat carelessly, no fears nor a fret.
The burden to bear, to see them spill tears,
Puts holes in our hearts, like daggers, like spears,
Dressed all in black, to mourn for the dead,
To mourn in silence, nothing heard nor said.
Then down in the ground, down so deep,
The sounds they get fainter, the sounds that they weep,
But no, not for us, we burn in a fire,
Surrounded by heat that burns like desire.
Now all that is left, is our pile of ash,
From the burning, so quick, all done in a flash,
then piled in a jar and taken some place,
confusion we'd bear, if we had each had a face.
The salt in the air, to which we will cling,
When the jar opens up, and we hear the sea sing,
Little Miss It“Do you enjoy her company?”
That, Avadaci concluded, had been the extent of his grandfather’s kindness. Thank the stars he had broken his neck after a failed attempt to ascend the castle staircase. Not that many were privy to this information. The official listing on the cause of death involved something along the lines of falling in battle after slaying at least a dozen demons, although this was treated with quite a bit of skepticism by the general populace. Yet, interestingly enough, a decent portion of the locals believed a tale about the cannibals of Unkhtom devouring him whole.
Not that Avadaci really cared how his grandfather had died. He was just glad he was dead. And if he was glad his grandfather had died, Avadaci wondered, why did he have to attend his funeral? In fact, the whole kingdom was glad his grandfather had died. Why did they have to attend the funeral?
“Oh Avad,” proclaimed his mother, “obv
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