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I've lost her,
She's gone now.
Words aren't good for much anymore,
I've learned.
I've seen the edge,
I've been there and back again
In my lonely little pickup truck.
On my way back home,
I saw the world burning.
But there's nothing I can do.
The world wouldn't listen to me.
They don't see it with the same eyes as me.
Besides, they wouldn't listen,
Wouldn't let me help them.
I couldn't even keep me with you.
She's gone now.
Words aren't good for much anymore,
I've learned.
I've seen the edge,
I've been there and back again
In my lonely little pickup truck.
On my way back home,
I saw the world burning.
But there's nothing I can do.
The world wouldn't listen to me.
They don't see it with the same eyes as me.
Besides, they wouldn't listen,
Wouldn't let me help them.
I couldn't even keep me with you.
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Percy and Annabeth Ch. 1
Takes place the summer after the Last Olympian. Percy's PoV. Chapter 1.
"See ya Mom" I waved to her as I started walking uphill to Camp Half-Blood.
"Bye Percy! Say hi to Annabeth and Grover for me, I love you!" She yelled back. I felt my face get hot at the thought of Annabeth... We only saw eachother a few times during the school year but now she's officially my girlfriend.
"Love you." I said back.
When I was halfway up the hill, I broke into a run, losing my patience with how stupidly far Camp was from the rest of the world. When I got to the top, still running, I collided into something so hard, I tumbled
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Percy and Annabeth Ch. 7
Percy's PoV. Chapitre 7.
Annabeth and I walked to the Big House to tell Chiron about our quest. Luckily, we met him near the cabins.
"Chiron, we-" Annabeth started, but he interrupted her.
"Yes Annabeth, Artemis has told me about your quest. You may go. Lucky for you, Hephaestus cabin has been working on a ship lately for high voyage!" He made a deep chuckle and pointed his hand to the beach, where a small sloop floated near the dock. How had I not seen that before?
"I would tell you to go see the Oracle in the attic but she is attending and all-year school in Manha
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The Lightning Thief
Page 56
The last thing I remember is collapsing on a wooden porch, looking at a ceiling fan circling above me, moths flying around a yellow light, the stern faces of a familiar-looking bearded man and a pretty girl, her blond hair curled like a princess's. They both looked down at me, and the girl said, "He's the one. He must be."
Page 63
She was probably my age, maybe a couple of inches taller, and a whole lot more athletic looking. wither her deep tan and her curl blond hair, she was almost exactly what I thought a stereotypical California girl would look like, except h
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