You can't see it, but I'm sending my heart.
You can't hear it but I'm crying from the start.
You can see me sitting all alone; in the shadow.
You can't read my mind, sense my strife, but oh
You can't see it, but I'm sending my heart.
A contest entry
- Pic Inspired by HeavenScent4U.
600 points, ended October 18, 2007, 19 entries
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Never guess what he can see.
Who knows what his powers be?
I think, perhaps, his hands extend,
grasping said heart. What happens then?
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I like this in the aspect that it shows from the very beginning the intent you are trying to convey, nicely done. thanks for entering and good luck. be well and be blessed
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The repetition drives the intent---
sending the heart---determination
gives strength.
This creates a strong visual,
regardless of the look of the
original inspiration.
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Thank you hope, the driving of the intent was exactly what I was trying to do.
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Thank you hope, the driving of the intent was exactly what I was trying to do.
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