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bli et bedre menneske,
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vokse.

Another lonely spider
spinning his web in shelter of the dark,
searching for a tree
he could rely on

even though he’s in the middle of the forest,
with lots of trees around him,
he doesn’t feel he knows any of them,
they just stand there,
talking to each other,
noone sees him,
he’s on his own

he could be in a big bunch
of spiders, beetles, whatever
and still,
he would be left alone

they found him, one morning.
dead.
nobody cared about how he died,
they just buried him alone
and left him

The spider has no ideas of what to do,
at the moment, everything is just horrible.
Without anything else to do,
he’s simply starting to make a web,
just to avoid standing still.

As a symbol of the loneliness he’s feeling,
he’s forming the web as a broken heart,
working harder than ever before,
being really motivated to finish it during the night.

While the web is taking form,
his thoughts are only concerned on making it perfect,
just like his own heart,
this heart is completely broken.

Then, just when the web is finished,
the moon is showing off,
looking down at him,
smiling,

As a reaction on the moon’s lightning,
the spider’s once again smiling,
feeling a bit more happy inside,
falling asleep, smiling.

When he wakes up,
the moon is still shining,
there’s light everywhere.

The spider’s looking at his web,
just to see that the heart isn’t broken anymore.
The heart is perfectly formed,
and the sweetest girl ever is looking at him,
smiling the most charming smile he could imagine.

Together, they watched the stars,
and smiled to each other,
simply enjoying life.

The spider’s crawling slowly,
walking to keep the night away,
trying to make the light stay till next morning,
though without any success.

As his fear dramatically increases,
lightness turns into darkness;
the heaven is turning black,
the moon is hiding behind the skies.

Every moment feels like an eternity,
as the lonesome spider is tumbling through the night,
desperately trying to find light somewhere;
the spider is afraid of the lack of colours,
his fear of the dark is obvious.

This spider has no friends,
nobody’s willing to share this night with him,
he’s just left there all alone,
without any friends at all,
noone likes him,
this lonesome spider.

Finally, the moon decides to show off,
but only for a few seconds,
then to leave the spider on its own for another couple of hours,
while everyone else is sleeping.

For the spider, the reality is once again a black, cloudy heaven,
he’s surrounded by the dark colours,
this poor, colour-loving spider.

My eyes
see a light
far, far away
an only, tiny shine of light

The light feels so near,
like I could touch it with my hand,
like I could take care of it,
make it shine stronger than anything else…

Such a lonely day
And its mine
The most loneliest day of my life

Such a lonely day
Should be banned
It’s a day that I can’t stand

The most loneliest day of my life
The most loneliest day of my life

Such a lonely day
Shouldn’t exist
It’s a day that I’ll never miss
Such a lonely day
And its mine
The most loneliest day of my life

And if you go, I wanna go with you
And if you die, I wanna die with you

Take your hand and walk away

The most loneliest day of my life
The most loneliest day of my life
The most loneliest day of my life
Life

Such a lonely day
And its mine
It’s a day that I’m glad I survived

My dreams were concerned on you

An angel that totally thrilled me

Determining my life, my feelings

Entertaining my soul

Leaving no feeling untouched

Emotionally kissing me

Never going to do me any harm

Slowly, as he closed his eyes,
he made a confession to himself.
He realized his feelings,
how his heart beated for her.

He sent a thought in her direction,
hoping she would notice,
had a hope that she could feel it,
having no other wishes than to show her his love.

While he wet his lips,
he dreamt that she did instead,
knowing she wanted to,
kept looking forward for her to.

He put his hand between his knees,
feeling a bit sad because the hand was not hers,
but at the same time hiding a smile,
knowing that soon, the hand would be hers.

It was just a kiss
A kiss
that thrilled her,
made her want to fly,
spread her wings like there was nothing else in this life

At that moment,
she felt like an angel.
Paying all attention to his lips,
having just one wish:
to meet his lips with her.

He took her down to the earth again
leaving her face once again untouched,
without being cooled down by his cold hands,
keeping her mouth closed,
having no reason why not.

She looked into his eyes.
They were deep, cold, but at the same time smiling,
made her smile and feel happy,
wondering how she could ever resist,
left a tear lonely in her eye as he turned away.
She could hardly resist crying when she saw his footsteps,
heading away from her.
She thought about where they just stood,
wished that the moment could have lasted forever,
could hardly understand why he left her this way,
how he could manage to control his feelings so good.

She loved him.

Selv om det virker vanskelig
Selv om det virker umulig
Selv om alt går imot oss
Selv om ingenting går vår vei

Så skal vi klare det
Skal komme oss gjennom det
Klare det
Holde sammen
Du og jeg.
Sammen.
For alltid.

Jeg kjenner det snører seg til
Verden klumper seg mot meg
Det er ingenting som vil seg
Ingenting går som det skal

Jeg ser det bli mørkere
Skyene faller sakte ned
Fjellene virker fjerne og diffuse
Dalene blir dypere og dypere,
de kommer nærmere og nærmere

Og vips, så sender du meg til toppen av fjellene igjen.

Jeg kjenner det gjør vondt
Det brenner
inni meg
Jeg skulle så gjerne
vært der,
og det gjør så vondt
å tenke på at jeg ikke kan

Jeg vil være der hos deg
Jeg vil virkelig
Kunne ofret så mye for det
Men nei
Jeg kan rett og slett ikke
Og det er så lite jeg kan gjøre med det
Hadde jeg kunnet, hadde jeg gjort det
Samme hva

Samme hva.

My life.
You.
Sometimes, I wish there was a difference.
But no.
My life.
You.
Equals.

Verden.
Øde,
alene,
ensomt,
deprimerende,
håpløs,
kjip,
ekkel,
motvillig.

Hvorfor?

Det er noe
Det er noe med det
Noe med måten
Måten du styrer
Styrer livet mitt på
Livet mitt

Livet mitt
Så håpløst avhengig
Avhengig av deg
Du styrer det
Så lett,
så enkelt
Og nå
gjør du det
gjør du det bra
Du sender meg
dit jeg aldri før har vært
steder jeg bare har kunnet drømme om
drømme om