Amber Patrice Riley is a 23 year old straight out of Los Angeles. She shares 5 year old Xiamara Chantaé Moiré with her ex boyfriend, Xiamarion, aka Future. She seems to have it all with her family background of musicians and entertainers. She's tryi...
Yes, this is all I have left in me Said, she had just, self expressed Herself to death, now nothing's left Nothingness She finessed it She the best And I said, and I said Pretty bird, and I said Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Sounds so pretty when you cry Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird You're so pretty, but why I never see you fly? Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Please don't die, please don't die Pretty bird, pretty bird, I know you're hurtin' Well so am I, so am I Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Please don't cry, you can fly And there's a blinding light inside of you There's a blinding light inside of you And they can not deny you, they can not deny you Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Please don't die, please don't die Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Please don't die, please don't die Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Pretty bird, pretty bird Sounds so pretty, when you cry Pretty bird, pretty bird I know you're hurting, well so am I Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Please don't die, please don't cry Pretty bird, pretty bird We need your life, we need your life The city heard, the sounds of a pretty bird Yelling from Slauson to 53rd What happens if you holla and can't be heard? For the birds and the drama, I paint these words They say through the pain is how we learn You landed on the window of pain, simple and plain It's hard for you to fly in the rain The way love goes is not the way that it came Come fly, un-die, be born again I've seen the strongest of them be torn from men Ripped apart and get put back together Them the ones with the most beautiful feathers Lets, flock together, rock together, Nirvana A birds persona to be free and honor The sky, that's when you really most high Unafraid of the unknown and now we know why Pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird Amber's P.O.V.
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We were on our annual family trip to Disneyworld in Florida and Xiamara kept pulling my hand to go on whatever rides or gift shops she wanted to go. I didn't really mind since this was also a very late birthday celebration for her. Xiamarion missed her birthday while he was in a coma and she didn't take it well. So now he's making up for it. He got her a cake and all.
"Mommy I have to get a picture with Minnie." She pulled my hand towards the photography guy.
There were a bunch of people gather around and someone noticed me, asking for a picture and autograph. Our security guard, Mark, politely told them no and that I was with family at the moment. I just smiled and kept it pushing.
