Written by Jacob Ibrag
Walking into the
police station, she began
to confess to whoever would
listen. ‘I killed a man tonight.
He gave me his heart and I
stabbed it with a knife.’
Photography by Stefan Beutle
Written by Jacob Ibrag
Walking into the
police station, she began
to confess to whoever would
listen. ‘I killed a man tonight.
He gave me his heart and I
stabbed it with a knife.’
Photography by Stefan Beutle
Confession of these types requires you to be strong enough. Painful yet beautifully written. 😊
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Spectacular! So much expression in but a few words! Awesome!
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Beautiful because it was so succinct. Less is more, and OH in this case SO much more.
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Wow! Just, Wow!! 🙂
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Thanks Alexis 🙂
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Very nicely crafted…
chris
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Thanks Chris 🙂
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Kindedly welcome.
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Eek Gads! I didn’t see that coming. But I caught your drift. It cut right to the chase. WOW!!!
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Love this.
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Nice
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Thanks Lucy 🙂
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Beautiful! So simple but it speaks with such volume.
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Succinct and to the point, straight through the heart.
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Photo is Stefan Beutler’s Fragile
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Thanks for letting me know 🙂
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Free the soul…
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Strong stuff, gorgeous photo.
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Your words left me speechless!!! 😲 This is simply brilliant.
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Thank you very much 🙂
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’cause i ain’t got one to give mine.
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Wonderful metaphor!
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so, the narrator is regretting breaking someone’s heart, well, it’s, too little, too late for that, woudln’t you say…
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Definitely, you never know though. Forgiveness lurks in the oddest times and spaces.
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Fan of freckles and short poems!
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Wonderful and charming
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Intriguing ,made me want more!!!
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But it was in self defense….. 😉
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Maybe haha
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I was the man she stabbed.
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I’m sorry about that 😦
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A metaphor. How often haven’t I failed to stop myself?
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Nice
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oh…geez, she is stunning! Fantastic shot! Congratulations! ~amy
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Thanks Amy 🙂
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