Picture of Memory

He's into poetry again. He hides his smile once more, gazes at the sable parts of the room and wears his black shirt again.... He's in a state of dreary, plunged into desolation. He stares at the picture of memory and puts his thoughts running again.... He is looking for something. He wonders and lays on his bed, works hard to deceive his sentiments but the tick tocks keep increasing....

Photographs by Darem Placer

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finding the key, we all can be
always in fright, the beast in me
emotions are working, enough to free
cutting, slicing the truth in three

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