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Im empty, here and there.

A big hole placed where my heart used to beat to find

Joy

Love

And fear.

There are dimensions of misplaced memories lying in there, every piece showing a different side ;

A kaleidoscope

With shapes and patterns but with no particular image that stands out.

And maybe as i write this to you,

I might start to feel the pieces from every dimension to make space for another jagged memory.

And maybe,

This memory will make me feel,

Maybe this memory will speak for me and tell you

That I've been trying to heal.

Written By @sincentralsposts

Photo by @yesterday-in-thought

ESTETICA //

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A beautiful body perishes, but a work of art dies not.

Starry night over the rhône

The Starry night

Almond blossom

Still Life: Vase with Pink Roses

Sunflowers

Café Terrace at Night

The Sea at Les Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer

Trees and undergrowth

Avenue of Poplars in Autumn

Self-portrait (1887)

Leo and Percy together are literally the greatest thing

At the end of the day

All that I have

Is a handful of tears,

And a heart heavy with hurt.

Love doesn't come easy,

And all that I've got is pain.

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