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    Lyrical Love

    Who wants to have a little fun?

    A Doccubus one shot was requested, so I figured it would be a good time to try out this idea I’ve had in my head. This one shot has pieces of lyrics from 14 pop/country songs. I have take a few liberties as far as tense and pronouns. I did, however, fail at the fluff I intended. It may be a bit emo at the beginning. I do promise a happy Doccubus ending though. So sit back, relax and see how many songs you can pick out. (Some may be used more than once).

    *I own nothing. All characters property of Lost Girl and Prodigy pictures and all lyrics belong to the artists.

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    How many times would it take me to learn my lesson? At least once more I guess. I’m sitting here all alone staring at the bottom of my glass, hoping one day I’d make a dream last. Ah, but dreams come slow and they go so fast. This one was no different. Lauren, you were my dream. The house, the dogs, the kids and the picket fence. A life away from this mess with you was all I wanted. All we wanted. Sometimes, though, it’s not enough to just want.

    A ragged breath passed through my tensed lips as I lifted the sifter of scotch once again. I’d messed up, hardly the first time, but I hoped the last. My blatant disregard for your feelings meant I’d gifted myself the bittersweet pleasure of watching you walk away, again. Bitter because it was all my fault, but sweet because you look so damn good in those jeans. So good you leave me with a smile. But none of that matters anymore.

    So I got a little drunk last night. Well, every night since you told me we were through. I’d lost track of the time since you left. Heck, for all I knew it had been days, or weeks. I laughed and finished off my glass. My unsteady hand reached immediately for a refill only to find the bottle down to it’s last few drops. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t drink you away. I tried Jack. I tried Jim. I tried all of their friends. Didn’t they make a medicine for heart break? I bet you could if you wanted to Dr. Lewis. There was truly no more brilliant mind on the planet. But hey, after all I’d done to you, I couldn’t blame you if you didn’t share the cure.

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    1. Ok I didn’t think I would enjoy this so bravo I loved it as for counting and recognising the songs I give up after the first page lol but another great one off keep them coming pps.

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