Sometimes I write from places,
That light has not seen.
For you, I cover my traces,
To hide where I have been.
I often lock you out,
When I see your acid tongue.
Because I know all too well,
How this could come undone.
(photograph by Columbine Goldsmith)
2 Comments:
Very nice this quote.
But .. I don't succeed in understanding, the quote with the photo.
demi... you excuse my ignorance.
perhaps it's just a nice photo to take away from the rather melancholy words.
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