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Heartbroken up, is the message that I have from looking at this photograph of: ‘Love Padlock.’
Lost, forgotten, misplaced, dropped, misplaced, withering. Being locked, bolted, clasped, fastened, and secured in the ideas of your love, lust, concupiscence, appetite, and hunger.
Nevertheless, looking ever-so in the many ears and ages and of searching, exploring, hunting, seeking, combing, and examining for that zest, admiration, devotion, regard, and romantics, the yen, longing, craving of passion.
Likewise- blocked, obstructed, reshaped, reshaped, and toiled, by something or someone and anything.
Hitherto not looking out anything as you can see other than a mindset, conceiving, thinking, creating, analyzing, imagining, guessing, and inventing made by the persons, oneself, spirits, personalities and soul having the emotions, with sensations, with tremors, with disturbances, and tumults of feeling the way that wants fairly, sincerely, truly, and honestly.
A fence- like a wall, like a front, boarding barrier is not penetrable, nonetheless, not an impossibility, unreasonableness, impracticality, hopelessness of getting through over or past, the heart is love and the loss, of having the profound, heartfelt, mysterious, dark, intense, failure feelings, and emotions.
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