So he pulled out a brush and washed a streak of colour across the sky. And in a dark corner, deeply buried, a sad heart caught its light and slowly (thump-thump) began to revive. It grew stronger, and turned tentatively back to face the world; hesitant, delicately fragile, but no longer monochromatic.
I think that pic is one of the most beautiful i have ever seen!
ReplyDeleteI'm listening to Paloma Faith's Tecnicolour as I'm reading this post. I think they're quite connected. =)
ReplyDeleteOh wow, they really are.. I'd never actually heard that track before, thanks for the share :)
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