“Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter.”
- Oscar Wilde, Irish dramatist, novelist, & poet (1854 - 1900)
Alone beneath the darkening sky
Dark clouds gather, but soon blow by
The sun soon dims as the moon too rise
The birds cry sadly as they all fly high
Tear drops fall as I pen this note
Wondering how I am to say goodbye
- Jason Yip (2008)
Hope you like this entry. Basically describing what I see in the photo which I took above a couple of days back in Tampines. Dedicated to all the breaking hearts out there. You're not alone.
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