The barbed wire made me think of something being held back that one would want to escape from...
(picture borrowed from my dearest mountaineer friend AJ)Escape
To run away
To escape
My responsibilities
To live in a Dream
Where I was free
Where nothing
Was expected of me
Where I could be
Myself
Nobody to question
Who I am
What I do
Nobody to tell me
Who to be
What to do
That would be nice
But it is not real
I am stuck here
And this is where
I will always be
meg nicole
To run away
To escape
My responsibilities
To live in a Dream
Where I was free
Where nothing
Was expected of me
Where I could be
Myself
Nobody to question
Who I am
What I do
Nobody to tell me
Who to be
What to do
That would be nice
But it is not real
I am stuck here
And this is where
I will always be
meg nicole
12 pinky-swear friends shared a thought or two...:
That is barb wire with cutting blades not just the usual one. They really don´t want you to step out of that path. Must have been some experience.
barbed wire so high up!
Be careful, somebody might hurt.
Lucky you still had a photo of Central Luzon before it got flooded, I wish to see the same.
I wonder what that wire is for?
Thanks for the visit.
AL
The razor wire does seem a little out of place. Cool photo. Thanks for stopping by.
What a unique and interesting perspective. Nice!
I LOVE the Gilbert quote at the top of your page - I can relate :)
I'm surprised to see barbed wire so high up - wonder what it is guarding? It would certainly keep people out.
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Melbourne Daily Photo
Cheers.
Barb wire added a artistic look to your picture.
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Pretty sure that will keep you in your place. Interesting take on the whole situation. Thanks for stopping by....
wow, so poignant. kakatakot yung barbed wire, sweetie. thnak you for the visit!
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Lovely photo!
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