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Closed off from love, I didn't need the pain
Once or twice was enough and it was all in vain
Time starts to pass, before you know it you're frozen
But something happened for the very first time with you
My heart melted to the ground, found something true
And everyone's looking round thinking I'm going crazy
But I don't care what they say, I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away, but they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein that I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open
Trying hard not to hear, but they talk so loud
Their piercing sounds fill my ears, try to fill me with doubt
Yet I know that their goal is to keep me from falling
But nothing's greater than the risk that comes with your embrace
And in this world of loneliness, I see your face
Yet everyone around me thinks that I'm going crazy
Maybe, maybe
But I don't care what they say, I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away, but they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein that I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open
And it's draining all of me
Though they find it hard to believe
I'll be wearing these scars for everyone to see
But I don't care what they say, I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away, but they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein that I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
(Ooh, you cut me open and I)
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
Ooh, you cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
Looking deep into my lovely Dicentra plant. The bleeding hearts are looking great once again this spring.
Romeo is Bleeding
Can't hold out forever
Romeo is Bleeding
Hurting for himself
Romeo is Bleeding
No pulling it together
Romeo is Bleeding
Why you die for love?...
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My bleeding hearts are doing well in the garden this year, I love being able to photograph the flowers and plants I have grown, 2 of my favourite hobbies combined.
Found along the May Creek Trail. Pacific Bleeding Heart (Dicentra formosa).
May Creek Park, Newcastle, WA
Lamprocapnos spectabilis (bleeding heart) is a species of flowering plant in the poppy family Papaveraceae, native to Siberia, northern China, Korea and Japan. It is the sole species in the monotypic genus Lamprocapnos, but is still widely referenced under its old name Dicentra spectabilis (now listed as a synonym). It is valued in gardens and in floristry for its heart-shaped pink and white flowers, borne in spring.
Other common names include "Dutchman's breeches", "lyre flower" and "lady-in-a-bath".-Wikipedia
The heritage of this NYSW caboose can be seen bleeding through the paint as the WS-4 pulls west with an empty open hopper.
Brussels.
Strolling in Sobieski park and the Florist’s Gardens
Just a short walk from the Domaine Royal de Laeken (Royal Estate of Laeken), these gardens are the result of Leopold II's wishes. This majestic leafy-green area extended the Stuyvenberg Estate. In 1999, a public park was created there. The different gardens which now make up the park reinterpret the historic nature of the site and give it a refined modernity, whilst meeting the strictest environmental standards. As the highpoint of the visit, the balconies emphasise the sweeping view that stretches from Notre-Dame de Laeken to the Palais de Justice (law courts)
Brussels.
Strolling in Sobieski park and the Florist’s Gardens
Just a short walk from the Domaine Royal de Laeken (Royal Estate of Laeken), these gardens are the result of Leopold II's wishes. This majestic leafy-green area extended the Stuyvenberg Estate. In 1999, a public park was created there. The different gardens which now make up the park reinterpret the historic nature of the site and give it a refined modernity, whilst meeting the strictest environmental standards. As the highpoint of the visit, the balconies emphasise the sweeping view that stretches from Notre-Dame de Laeken to the Palais de Justice (law courts)
Common name: Mindanao Bleeding-heart
Scientific name: Gallicolumba crinigera
Distribution: Philippines
Conservation status (IUCN): Vulnerable
“Many smiling faces hide a bleeding heart”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity
2019 05 04_3182
I'm not sure if this lights up at night. I remember it being lit a few years ago.
Downtown Denver, CO
Nikon F3, Amber 200 film
Bleeding hearts ... to me they look more like hearts in flight. Little balloon hearts drifting up carrying wishes.
Macro photo of a white rose injected with fake blood.
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Bleeding muddy waters - Mark Lanegan
Muddy water
Rising up
You know I feel you
In my iron lung
Muddy water
Celestial flood
You know I feel you
In my iron lung
I will praise the LORD according to his righteousness: and will sing praise to the name of the LORD most high.
Psalms 7:17
Bleeding Heart (Dicentra)
Polaroid 195 Land Camera // FP-100C bleached negative
"Bleeding neon" effect done in-camera by pulling the white tab, laterally moving the film negative while the shutter was still open. Test subject was rescued from the food court of Northridge Mall in Milwaukee.
The paper is violated,
Soiled by my thoughts,
My pen weeps in trembling hands
Choking as it clots.
Crippling ideas seize
Every word it ever wrote,
Now it spurts as it fights
The lump in its throat.
Haunted by precipitous grief
It seeks to rejoice,
But bound on the rocks
Lies its crucified voice.
Through abysmal despair
Mute visions cry,
But my hands will not stop
Their eyes from running dry.
Thoughts are slaughtered
In flocks and herds,
Now I've stained my hands
With bleeding words.
Insensate mindlessness
I know not what I say,
My hands have lost their mind -
My words have lost their way...
(Z.Q.)