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1987 (MCMLXXXVII) was a common year that started on a Thursday, in accordance with the Gregorian calendar. It is the 1987th year of the Common Era, or A.D.; the 987th year of the 2nd millennium; the 87th year of the 20th century; and the 8th year of the 1980s decade. It will also be the last year with all the digits being different numbers, until 2013.
The following are references to year 1987 in fiction:
The Best Songs Of 1987
Donald Trump's entire 1987 CNN interview (Larry King...
Top 100 Songs of 1987!
The Living Tombstone's FNAF Songs Remix [Project 1987]
"the killing of 1987" five nights at freddy's 2 minecraft edition
1987 #1 songs
Prince - It’s Gonna Be a Beautiful Night Live! `1987 HQ
Overboard 1987 Movie - Kurt Russell & Goldie Hawn
M83 - Sunday Night 1987 (Audio)
New Order - Substance 1987 (Disc One)
I fell in love at second sight
At the end of the night
I told you "You’re beautiful."
Yeah, I wanted to
Days are getting colder, felt the winter strangle the fall
Your birthday then Christmas, another year has come and gone
Then it was spring and I couldn’t wait to take you out dancing
The sickness, the darkness consumed my forsaken soul
Then it was June, but you weren’t around, I wanted to find you
You told me not to look so damn hard, but I did
Like you right from the start
Your baby teeth just chewing and gnawing my heart
Just wouldn’t let it go
I didn’t want you to
I shrugged off my armor, my weapons, and denounced my faith
I’m coming to get you, God be damned if he gets in my way
Cause if he does, I’ll cut him in thirds
I’ll cough up a prayer for him
My blood damns you Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost
Then I’ll wage war against anyone that dares to stop me from
I’ll find you, I'll rescue you from the light my love
Feel the heat of their blood on the side of my throat
I can’t get their taste off my tongue
I chewed through the bones, killed their kids, burned their homes
I felt their sharp soot in my lungs
But you told me "No," you left me because you just couldn’t love me.
But baby, its too late; they’re all dead. What the hell did I do?
What if you stayed? What if you did? What if you wanted to?