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Corona
frozen tears broken smile
I didn't want to say good bye
No hug or kiss
I'm feeling sick
you slowly turn away
I want to run
make you stay
but for your safety
it has to be this way
How long will this last
this awful pain
corona please
don't take my family away
The Hunter
what lurks in the shadow
this warm summer night
the moon over a meadow
sharing it's light t
he stars are watching with an icy stare
they know what is coming
but they silently glare
I run thru the meadow
I can't catch my breath
I know it is coming
a hunter called death
If Only
If I only
Would have said I love you when I left.
But I just said Cya later
and you simply answered Bye
If I only
Remebered to lock my phone, then it wouldn't had died when I was adjusting it on my arm.
And Maybe I wouldn't have gotten late trying to ge my music back on.
If I only
Hadn't stoped and tried to help Him.
But you should alway try to help?
Shouldn't you?
If I only
Had stretched proparly before I left.
Then I might not have been in so much pain.
And Maybe I would have gotten away.
But He was just too fast and too strong.
If only
Someone could have heard me scream
If I only
Had bought a new phone.
Then Maybe it wouldn't have broken when He threw me in the trunk
and Maybe I could have called for help.
If I only
Had been able to stab Him with the knife I found in the trunk.
But the sun was to bright so I never got a chance.
And then He used the knife on me
If I only
Oh my God!
there is sooo much blood...
But atleast it doesn't hurt any more.
Mum....
I love you
The Artist - Lightning
part 3
He was panting from all the heavy lifting but everything seemed to be in order.
He dried the sweat from his forhead with a cloth that he then placed in plastic bag that was waiting in his pocket.
No reason for him to spreading around his DNA all over the place.
He looked, touched some of the equipment with a loving hand and slightly moved others.
Ever since he was a kid he'd wanted to creat something like this.
He had to admit that it was not as authentic as he wanted it to be, but he never wanted to plagiat, but he wanted it to be apparent where he got the inspiration.
There where so many movies but the one from 1931 was his favorite by far.
Everything was in order.
This was only a test to see that everything worked.
The read body had to wait. He would only get one chance and he wasn't about to get sloppy now.
He pushed the first button and the room went completely dark.
He slowed his breathing and counted to 5.
Then he pusched the second button.
The room was filled with all sorts of electric buzzing sounds, flashing buttons and a strobe light that would simulate lightning. He even got the sounds of thunder to really get the ambience just right.
He so wished he could had used real thunder.
To really feel like God, both over Death and Nature.
And then a bright Flash and the "body" on the metallic hostpital gurney started twitching.
Mimicking the line in the movie he yelled as high as he could.
-It's Alive!!!!!!!
He was going to call this.
Lightning!
Now it was time to put the real body in place.
Or bodies really.
Time to get to work.
Music of the heart
Your fingers played with my heart
as it was a fine instrument,
and my soul danced of joy.
My heart with yours
made a beat that was only for us.
Your eyes was like stars
Your lips like a fire
burning within me
But the music we made
will always play inside me
The Artist - Snow
part 2
This place was just perfect!
Sometimes things just fall in your lap and you have to run with it.
It hadn't been easy to put this together but now looking at it, it was worth the pain and cuts.
He was ready.
And then he pressed the start button.
And the wood chipper machaine started to chew threw the iceblocks he fed it with.
It almost looked like snow.
Even more perfect than he imagined.
When the machaine reached the flesh and bone it started to make a heavy sound but it kept on chewing away.
Making the snow red.
This was a master piece!
He just wished he could acually could build a snow man, but how much he tried, the wood chipper just didn't get the texture right.
But the snow lanterns he made hade turned out beautiful.
He was so happy he decided to save the head and the heart.
Poetic.
The machaine kept on chewing.
He would call this installation
Snow
Scorched Earth
I cried a river
You scorched the earth
am I lost forever
in this world of hurt?
You laughed at the horror
I drowned in the pain
a world of sorrow
hope is slain
I screamed in anger
You're twisted & deranged
I will never stop fighting
& I'll have my revenge
You'll better run
it's time 4 some fun
!
Dance on the Meadow
I wanted to dance on the meadow
bathe in the warmth of the sun
But you where hiding in the shadow
and now I'm on the run!
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