It was no one's choice but my own, to slowly drain my days of their color and sound, seeping through the cracks of the infinite walls, built out of your fragments of sadness and tiles of twisted thoughts.
Your selfishness stretched with no end, dragging me to the point of no return. Who would've possibly survived the collapse of his dreams and goals, dropping to ashes under his feet? Chains of memories that held me captive will hold me captive no more. I'll escape your captivating presence, casting its shadows on my body and soul. Miles will race under my feet as I escape my old and tiring prison.
Free from your strings of gravity, I'll spread out my body to the openness of the sky, away from a universe I left behind.
310 gm, a white, %100 cotton paper with a smooth surface texture/ guarantees archival standard.
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£321.29
It was no one's choice but my own, to slowly drain my days of their color and sound, seeping through the cracks of the infinite walls, built out of your fragments of sadness and tiles of twisted thoughts.
Your selfishness stretched with no end, dragging me to the point of no return. Who would've possibly survived the collapse of his dreams and goals, dropping to ashes under his feet? Chains of memories that held me captive will hold me captive no more. I'll escape your captivating presence, casting its shadows on my body and soul. Miles will race under my feet as I escape my old and tiring prison.
Free from your strings of gravity, I'll spread out my body to the openness of the sky, away from a universe I left behind.
310 gm, a white, %100 cotton paper with a smooth surface texture/ guarantees archival standard.
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This artwork is sold by Mo Awwad from Jordan