Fa male,
fa tanto male,
è una dolce necrosi sulle spalle,
in corrispondenza di quelle che erano le
tue
ali.
Hai paura di stare bene,
hai paura di decidere
e poi pentirtene.
Non sai se leccarti le ferite,
o riaprirtele
per sanguinare di nuovo,
per sentirti viva.
Tutte le rose,
hanno le spine,
ma non sempre le favole
hanno il lieto fine,
e questo,
non è il tuo.
It hurts,
It hurts a lot,
a sweet necrosis on the shoulders,
in correspondence of those
that was
your
wings.
You are afraid to be well,
you are afraid to decide
and then to repent you of it.
You don't know
to lick you the wounds,
or to reopen it
to bleed her again to you,
just to feel alive,
because you feel like you've died.
Not all fables have
the happy ending
and this not the yours.
Photography by Nicola Cortese
Model: Milena
Full size is more better
I like this one I agree with LayraBlack though. I'm not completely sure that the text matches the picture. But other than that, a very stylish, lovely picture dear Keep up the amazing work
P.S Where have you been? I've missed you and your work!
what happened my dear friend
I haven't seen you in my DA
are you sad with me
now I'm better
I agree with LayraBlack though. I'm not completely sure that the text matches the picture. But other than that, a very stylish, lovely picture dear
Keep up the amazing work
P.S
Where have you been?
I miss you too dear!
also... well, i'm not sure the text matches the shot...
bella foto nì.
ciao.