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"'You're Not Listening

I am invisible if I don't
tell you. You'll write my
lines however it suits you.
I haven't lied, but you're not
listening.

I needed your
affection. I didn't think
it would affect me. You
are asking me to change
without a word.

We have in common trusting
no one. I rely on you
to want the wrong things.
You long for the pain
I can give you.'"

"...almost as much as the slaps across the face. 'Walk me back to my car,' she said. 'And let's not say another word tonight.'
So I did, and we didn't."

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A flash to fly the darkness
A smile to light the room
And candlelight is all they need
To love

When everything's a mystery
And every little freckle is a work of art
She doesn't have a history
And he says nothing wrong

Not another lie
Now she's getting kinda lonely
Starting to forget the way they were

One more secret smile
Now it's started and she's angry
He's not there, and she's not listening

Now talking of appreciation
Flowers at her door
One more call to make it right
Then an answer, she's heard it all before

Now a pillar drives a sorrow
The wall denies his fear
So they wait until tomorrow
But these candles burn too long

Not another lie
Now she's getting kinda lonely
Starting to forget the way they were

One more secret smile
Now it's started and he's angry
She's not there, and he's not listening

Not another lie
Now she's getting kinda lonely
Starting to forget the way they were

One more secret smile
Now it's started and he's angry
Cause you're not here, and I'm not listening
You're not here, and I'm not listening.


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All lines in the actual art are from the book "Hard Love" by Ellen Wittlinger.
I highly, highly recommend it.

Lyrics : "The Listening" - Flynt.

Texture: :iconshe-sinsstock:
Photographer: Me.
Model: Book.
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this would be perfect....absolutely perfect (though it almost is right now)
if that right corner wasn't therrrre. it's a PERFECT image -- almost a diptych in its composition. but even though the text in the bottom right is so powerful, it breaks up the perfect flow of the two main halves (the long text on the left and the texture of the right)

i know some people don't like constructive feedback because they only see it as criticism -- but i loveloveee it except for that one distracting piece in the corner -- and i couldn't not say something when all the potential is here. ((i'd feel like an even WORSE friend then :( )) i love you dearly

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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:

you make me happy when skies are grey.
Aw, thank you. :)

I don't mind constructive criticism. :aww: Nevertheless coming from you.

I didn't have a very good editing program, and I checked that book out from the library, so I couldn't cut and paste.

Don't beat yourself up over it! :hug: :hug: :hug:
I'm happy that you are looking at it, commenting, etc. (:

As do I.


--
The world slowly collapses
around
me.

All because of you__.
aw, wonderful.
i'm glad it didn't come off as just criticism as opposed to loving critique :):)

--
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:

you make me happy when skies are grey.
Of course not! :hug:

--
The world slowly collapses
around
me.

All because of you__.
yay :aww::hug:

--
----
[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:

you make me happy when skies are grey.

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