Descent – Ten Words

angel

You let my heart break your inevitable fall from grace.

 

 

“The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all round him. She had become a physical necessity.”


 George Orwell, 1984

 

(Portait by Roberto Ferri courtesy of Pinterest)

 

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