Saturday, 9 February 2013

Two weeks of grave-making.

I don't know how many times I've died
But I sure know how many times you've killed me.

And those were the times
when you smiled
with a gun in my back.

Those were the times
when you held my hand
to take me to the cemetery.

Those were the times
when I smiled
with my heart on my sleeve.

But those were the times
when I also held your hand
to take you to the cemetery.



5 comments:

  1. La primera fotografía es preciosa :)
    Me encantan las medias.
    Muac,
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  2. Impresionante.Puro arte mi prince.

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  3. La primara foto es bestial!
    Me encanta el contraste blanco-negro del reportaje,
    y las dos primeras frases del texto (también es tuyo?) :)

    muaaak.

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