| Hohoho I like this shot My latest, and perhaps my best yet? Hmmm can't decide, I'll leave it to you |


This tiny shiny silver box...I have this little silver box Where I always keep my heart, It's tiny, shiny like a treasure, To open it, so hard.This tiny shiny silver box...
Like golden watches, tic, tac, With childrens' voices singing, Giving time to the time it gives, Inside, the minutes, raining.
This tiny shiny silver coffin, Always waiting for a key, How many tears has it shed For the one he could not see?


Three secondsTook me only three seconds, To catch my breath, Took one last step, And ran away from the blisters.Three seconds
These quick three seconds, Weight on my chest, Yet they won´t fade, And let in on this madness.
Three seconds now last, As if one big past, Written on my skin, Cutting down on the emptiness.


We all. . .We all cry in the darkWe all. . .
When nobody can see, We all stuff our pride
And run when in need.
We all feel scared When the tides turn around, We all lose our mind When we start to drown.
We all turn our backs When things just go wrong, We all feel so weak when death tags along.


Best friends . . .A couple more drinks and she was dancing for him, then with him.Best friends . . .
Curves swaying, body flowing, hands grabbing his waist, touching his hands, grabbing his shoulders, fingernails digging into the skin...
A strange fire consumed the two bodies. In the dance floor, and then as they walked back home -or tried to- after having one or two too many drinks.
They somehow ended in bed with a soft "nothing you don't want is gonna happen", best friends with their arms entangled, the scent of her skin filling his nostrils, burning his lungs, leaving it's steady scar in his memory.
They had never been so c


Out of. . .I'm still losing this fight To get you out of my head, Out of my life, Out of my world.Out of. . .
Now try with all your might To reclaim what's laying dead, Seeking respite, Something to hold.


Like a cloud. . .Like a cloud, shape shifting, Thunder cracks, rain falling, Heavy colors tainting the sky in angry moods...Like a cloud. . .
Broken, flattened, conceited, Infected, protected, seeking For a word in the wind that slowly blooms...
Dispelled long lost caress, Breeding sorrow and distress, Corroding promises start invading like a fire...
Left aside on an hopeless shore, Walking slowly, wanting more From the waves that steadily drown that desire...
| These are my latest works, feel free to browse the rest of the gallery for more stuff which maybe you'll like, I'd be honored if you would do so Thanks in advance |
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"But God demonstrates his own love for us in this; While we were still sinners, Christ died for us" Romans 5:8
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