I once had a man in my life who I (at the time) hardly knew, he inspired me to create some very personal gifted art. The 'art' created for said man who inspired me so much was mostly composed of found items like ripped scrap paper, collaged images, photographs even human hair and rogue tears.
Nearly a decade has passed and surly the relics of my affection have since perish, such as our engagement to be enslaved to one another; Til death do us in pieces.
Times have since changed. I have set my sights to another recipient of my trinkets of affection, little majik bits, pieces and witchery.
Maybe I will just keep it.
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