When I woke up in the park, everything is still quite dark.
The surrounding air was cool and humid, I realised how I was stupid
I left everything for my love, I try to give her all the best.
I can assure I have true love, and I expect from her nothing less.
She left me and leave me alone, when all I own is lost and gone.
I wander around with my backpack, not a penny in my jacket.
When people disgust my sleep in the park, they don't care for my broken heart.
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Author:
Hidan (
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Comments1
Fascinating, especially since it can allude to something deeper....like, for example, what does the park symbolize? and etc. It is a very sad story of broken trust, heartbreak and broken love. I enjoyed that you drew a scene and the scene you painted, by which you presented the treachery. Very nicely done!
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