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I'm getting ready for my favourite time of year and I come across this little beauty...

I had zombie in mind when reading, not dead but numbed by thoughts and feeling...
I imagined a stitched up mouth cut free... and all that emerged were moth balls,wings and dust...
I love a reflection being portrayed as a painting... You can stair for hours, until you've drove yourself crazy!!!

Bless you <3

Andrea, what wonderful, vivid yet somewhat disturbing imagery only because of the
'paint chipping, flesh, splatters

like a stinging rain storm.'
^^
This imagery is wow.. Shows how hurt this person is and how they feel unworthy, my interpretation anyway.

All the best, Em

This has a very eerie ambiance about it, Andrea.
I enjoyed this immensely.
Old paintings and portraits I have always found to be rather creepy for some reason, especially if the subject is deceased.
Excellent writing.
~Dean

Wonderful piece. I think this is one of my favourites, different from your usual subject matter. Loved it Millyx

Andrea, interesting write, I loved the imagery you put out. A person losing their mind-brilliant as always-loved it!

Wow! Really, really dark! This piece is darkly sad and the title really sums up the content of this piece.

These moths will consume the air that I breathe-

^^
Oh, how I adore this line...

Great job! Take care!

--- MKKK