And she watches with strange curiosity
She wants so much to believe
Hoping to break the chains of reality
Dying to set herself free
Blackmore's Night - Windmills
Originally : "Cracked Mirror of Broken Dreams" but the title was too long and the last s had to quit...
She has such a wonderful gallery, have been here for support me and she is just a magnificent person.. She made such a wonderful piece with my stock.. and I just wish to make something for her.. Hope you like it
In Childhood we all have special dreams - who we want to become, what we want to achieve... In childhood.. everything is much better - we believe in simple things and in goodness - we don't take as granted that every other person want to harm us.. We almost live like in fairytale where are fairies, magic and everything is possible. And we promise to ourselves that it would continue being like this - believing.. but we do grow up and oneday when we look back to all of those sunny days in childhood we feel like... cracked.. like we have not fulfilled our destiny, let all the chances go by and here we are - nowhere and noone... And we can look into the mirror and see the crack on it - this is the cracked mirror of our broken dreams...
That's the way I feel - being broken.. no joy or purpose left.. like cracked soul.. cracked reflection of me who was.. I just feel like I cannot make nothing good anymore.. not even the art.. what was the last thing.. I'm almost happy with this.. it's just sad I am not happy with my two last manipulations.. and I really wanted them to be good.. hope this one is better...
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