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Ok, I got it
vekk fra denne syge sia
dikt
eg e lei av livet mitt, men eg tør ikje ta d. eg e lei av vennene mine, men eg gjør ingenting me d, jeg er ensom, men ingen ser d, eg er død inni meg men eg leve
eg har masse venner. men ikje hu. eg har familie så e glad i meg. men eg har ikje hu. eg vil ha hu men hu vil ikje bli funnet. koffor kan ikje eg finna hu? eg leide, men hu gjemme seg for godt. eg e ensom å aleina. kan ingen hjelpa meg?
Burning, crying
My fragile heart
Broken, dying
My love for you
Never fading
Here I am
Forever waiting
Sort som mørkets natteravn
Like sterk som tusen mann
Diskré når lys fra solen vises
Men når natt er kommet, skal det spises

En indre kløe, umettelig tørst
Når fullmånen stråler, mitt begjær er størst
Mitt svake sinn kontroll kan miste
Ferskt blod fra menneske vil alltid friste

Kaldt er blodet i mine årer
Etter hvert et måltid, en sjel jeg sårer
Når offerene mine tenner har sett
Vil det forvandles til ondt, og aldri bli mett

Alt håp er borte, ondskap har vunnet
Fortapt i mørket, jeg er evig bundet
På den mørke sti, jeg vil alltid vandre
Det kan ikke bekjempes, jeg har ingen å klandre

En forbannelse hviler, jeg er bunnet til strid
På ondskapens side, for evig tid
Som en skikkelse i mørket, et morderisk dyr
En tjener av galskap, jeg er en vampyr
Little angel on the edge
The edge of broken crusifixion
The cosequence of human rage...
Transparent shape
On filthy ground
She sadly wept
Without a sound.
Pale face without a sign of smile
The endless grief in deep blue eyes
The angel wept and realized...

She cried for promises that broken
And all the memories forgotten
For wasted time and empty lives
For faith defeted with thy lies
A tear for love that turned to hate
A tear for the lonely-hearted
For lovers parted by the fate
For theories misunderstood and shuttered.

Little angel sighed and wept
And saw no shadow of a hope
No hope that could have saved
Our empty life
Our raped love
Our tourched blinded souls.

Little angel on the edge
The edge of broken crusifixion
Little angel sighed and wept
And saw no hope
Not even shadow...
Demons and wizards, they play in my head Doing their magic and soon I`ll be dead These terrible nightmares they mess up my mind Wake up and dream I am blind.

Sitting alone in a room full of joy Thinking about this drunken boy He took your life and now I`m left alone The demons they sing their song

Screaming my lungs out, they won`t go away Cursing their names but they are here to stay Demons and wizards are winning the war Soon I will see you once more

Morning is here and I`ve made up my mind I`m sick of this world with no chance to rewind Finding my heart, now I`m thinking of you Placing my sword and pierce through

Up in the skies now and I`m looking down The wizards have made it, they`re holding the crown I can not find you I think you`re not here Heaven is lonely I swear

And as I`m asking, demanding to know You stand right before me, my heart fills with love But I can not touch you, I can`t hold you near. Heaven is lonely I swear.

I start to shiver, as light fade to black Can`t stay here forever, I have to go back As I wake up with my arms around you. I pray that my nightmares are through.
KJÆRLIGHET
Det er mye jeg ikke forstår
Hvorfor jeg er forelsket?
Hvorfor aldri noen er forelsket i meg?
Hva er galt med meg?
Jeg likte å snakke med deg om alt og alle
Jeg burde vite at du ikke var forelsket i meg
Hvorfor måtte jeg si det til deg?
Alt er ødelagt nå
et stille hei er alt vi nå har
Jeg trodde at hvis jeg bare sa ifra ville du også like meg
Jeg er nå uten kjæreste og en venn mindre
Men jeg tror, jeg har lært...

Mention

Mention
......................
I love your body dressed in barbed wire
let me study those brown eyes filled with fire
When i kiss your warm lips ill never let go of the feeling
Touch my lips in memorie as my eyes stare into the ceiling

I love it
I hate it
Dont mention


I watch the raindrops fall outside my window
small seeds of doubt is what your smiles sow
I am someone else when the one i want to be is you
i hate your torture but sometimes i love it to


I love it
I hate it
Dont mention


I adore you but sometimes you frigthen me my dear
because your eyes shows me things i hide and fear
I know you want to leave me but i ask you please dont
Im chained to your life so at least you know i wont


I hate it
Hate it
Hate it
But i love it
Please dont mention
......................
love

The Story of a Tree

A forest, pure and green.
Blooming brightly with life.
Birds flutter and play,
Happily among the branches.

Wind blows through the trees.
Giving it a breath of fresh air.
And with it flies seeds.

Seeds fall to the ground,
As the wind fades away.

A new generation of life.

New trees grow up.
Young, stout trees,
Pure and green.
All but one.

One not as strong as the rest,
But still struggling.
Quickly surpressed
By the others also struggling.

Little room for branches,
The little tree withers
And marks a scar
In a forest so pure and green.

A thorn tearing at the beauty
Of the forest so green.
Hideous to behold,
A thorn is a wounded branch.

Men sånn er det!

Den klumpen jeg har i magen....
Hvor kommer den fra?
Hvor skal den hen?
Hva blir den til?
Skal den bare glemmes?
Overses?
Hvis jeg tar den fram, hvor går den?
Hva skal jeg med den?
Så mange spørsmål som livet - og ingen svar...
Jeg vet at du ser meg og DU og DU
Alle eier dere en bit av meg i stort eller smått
Men DU aller mest fordi du fikk tankene mine
drømmene mine
musikken min
Du fikk tankene jeg ikke delte med noen andre og du så sjela mi helt
naken en gang for lenge siden
Du vet det ikke men sånn er det
Jeg har alltid elsket deg
Men du vet det ikke
Jeg vil alltid eie deg men du merker det ikke
For du eier deg selv i ditt eget liv og du merker ikke meg i mitt
Men sånn er det!
define love?

Can you define love?
Why do we need love?
Image what love is...
Love is like a rose, born from a seed
Love is like the universe, expands for eternity
Love is like air, surrounds you whereever you are
Love is like the sun, shines trhu your heart and soul
Love is like a winternight, cold and white
Love is like a flame, burns you any time
Love is like ice, cools your body, mind and spirit
Love is like chemistry, poisons you with it's essence
Love can and WILL rip you apart...
When love comes your way , don't give i away
When love breakes your heart don't fall apart
When Love scares you take a chance and find true romance
Love is positiv so don't make it negativ
Take your chance???
love

If I held you close tonight and told you that it's allright
Would you look at me with love, as if I was sent from above?
Would you tell me it was true?
Would it change your point of view?
If i looked into your eyes, would you feel your heartbeat rise?
Would you move your body closer to me?
Would you feel my warmth, would you see?
If I whispered to you my desire, would you feel your body burning, on fire?
Would you tell me that you feel the same?
That you don't wanna play a game?
Would you put your hands into mine, look in my eyes and tell me I'm so fine?
gutten

han var en snill gutt.
han hørte på sin mor.
han gjorde aldri noe galt.
så ble han ungdom. han var fortsatt snill. men han sluttet å høre på sin mor
han smakte alkohol i lav alder, han prøvde sigaretter og. han fikk
venner, trodde han. men de lurte ham bare. han begynte å stjele, først
i butikken, så fra hus. han prøvde narkotika, det skulle han aldri
gjort.
han fant nye venner, de gikk på stoff.
han prøvde sterkere saker. verden var god.
han ble bare 25 år.
han ble funnet i ett smug.
med nåla i armen etter en overdose.
usikker gutt

Hvem er han?
han vet ikke helt.
han er usikker på sin sexualitet.
han liker gutter tror han,
han liker jenter.
han har rotet med gutter på fest,
han har rotet me jenter samme kveld.
han tror han er bifil.
han er usikker,
finnes det noen som kan hjelpe han å finne ut av dette her.
han liker ikke å være usikker, men han er.