

Breaking FreeI drew a heart on a piece of paper.Breaking Free
Then I drew another. But it was broken in two. Shaded from light to dark, the first one was. And from top to bottom, the second was black. A stick figure resides at the bottom left hand corner. Its waving goodbye, as the heart grows a string. The balloon is fading away. I’ll let go, I’ll let go of you.
Silly paper drawings explain my only feelings As if there was no other way. Songs are on repeat but seem to deplete the Overall meaning of the pain. Yet even as I speak the lead runs out The ink turns dry.
YOu are very talented by the way, especially for someone my age...
YOu are very talented by the way, especially for someone my age...
you have an amazing talent.
im jealous.
Nice gallery (especially the avril drawing)
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