My Heart In Memphis

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And the needle hit the vinyl;

I lay there, on the floor of the record store, broken vinyl's surrounding me, floating in my own, sudden tears.

Elvis Presley Screaming Out Memphis

Like My Heart, Screaming For Memphis

Like My Soul, Screaming For Memphis

With My Head Spinning

I couldn't stop thinking.

Why did I let my walls down?

Why did I let my fucking walls down for Memphis?

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She was young, healthy and happy. Arden-Grace Smith with the soft brown locks, blue eyes and a gentle, yet, sarcastic way about her. She wasn't looking for trouble, but oh, she found it.

Well, it found her, beneath the barrier of vinyl records.

And it all started with one boy. Inky dark locks, sparkling green eyes and something unique.. and mysterious about his nature. His name would be implanted in her brain for as long as she lived, she just didn't know it yet.

That guy, was Luca Memphis Quinn.

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