A few Words by Annabellerockz
The past is whispering gently in my ear,
telling how many feelings i ate in my days,
overcomeness is the salery of these,
My wallet is no filled,
readyto shop my new days .
Unknown faces we havent met
past experiences makes us delaying to see,
what is really there,
stright in front of me ?
Here some new fractal Art & mixed mediaI am really shy about this but tried to add some words inspired from these Pieces from my Art