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Our days are never coming back.

models: weiming, =Jadedinc

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Walking Away

Cold fingers
Wrapped around my wrist
They’re yours
No longer do I feel warmth with you.

Black tears
Full of regret fall
They’re mine
Sometimes its difficult, these things we do.

Icy glares
Like darts to my heart
They’re ours
Painful like drawing blood from a dove.

Walking away
The only way out
It’s gone
That crazy little thing we called love.

by ~tearingmascara

~tearingmascara's a great friend of mine, and she got inspired to write this poem for the picture. so yea, do check out her profile as well, she's new to DA but her works are by no means amateur.

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edits: b&w, brightness&contrasts, gaussian blur on the background, some minor burning on the hand.

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trying a different style of borders after numerous complaints. haha. hope its better now! and i think this is my new favourite piece.

last but not least, shouts out to =Jadedinc, who is my beloved photo buddy, for her camera and modeling in this shot, and weiming for his awesome looking hand in the photograph, and the others who were there at the photoshoot that day, ~oifrango, ~julesdom! awesome friends they are.