A Spectre, like you, that wanders all alone.

You walk the lonely familiar sidewalks,

hopelessly attempting to forget yourself.

The silent stars above look so becalmed,

though tormented by the slow turmoil of space.

You tread along a crack in the cement,

just like it's a cord that bears you through the air.

In the end the cold reaches into you,

and freezes your wandering will to go on.

Though the cold, the moon, and the stars remain,

you happily crawl back to the place you left.

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Short Film Title : Spectre

Song Title : Spectre

+ original song : don't look at me by Song Ji Eun +
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It was cold....

It was light.

It was suffering.

It was.....love.

Her blue eyes broke through the dark like a bullet. Calm and fast. Shattering and bloody.

Her hands like the sun. Her smile like the rain.

Her hair like the night sky. Her skin like winter.

Her white dress shined under the moon beams. Like she wore the stars on her skin.

She was born with a white veil over her face. She saw visions. Beautiful ones.....terrible ones.

A gift and a curse.

She saw a white rose bloom.

She wanted that beautiful flower.

She needed that beautiful flower.

But at a cost.

Happiness for happiness.

Blood for blood.

She loved that white rose.
But she loved him even more.

Her beloved.

To have that flower meant to give away her happiness.

He was her happiness.

She had to choose.

She had to do what was best for her.

Oh she hated how he looked at her.
She hated how beautiful that flower was.

So pretty, so soft.

Much like herself.

Just as she grabbed hold of that thorn ridden stem, she saw it.

She saw everything.

She saw an apple

Photos

Wings

A card

A painting

A piano

Fire

She saw pain. Destruction. Suicide.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

This wasn't how the story should end. It wasn't the end.

As she walked along the dirty, snowy tracks, she knew what she must do.

If he's not happy, if they aren't happy.
If evil continued to destroy them. And her beloved, she will never be happy.

The white flower didn't mean anything if her beloved was dying.

Tears fell silently as she stood there at the edge. The snowy edge.

This was the only way.

She was the one.

The one to save them all.

Mumbling one last apology, she laid the petals on the dirty ground underneath her.

She watched as they flew away.

Like how she did.

She was gonna help her beloved.

In life and in death.

As she landed on the ground, white roses bloomed through the soil all around her and through her hair.

She smiled softly.

She wasn't in pain. She was happy.

Happiness for Happiness

Blood for Blood

Soul for Soul.

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