So I’ll clear the road, the gravel,
And the thornbush in your path..
That burns a scented oil
That I’ll drip into your bath…

The water’s there to warm you,
And the earth is warmer when you laugh.

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Photo: Daniel Vincent

Subject: Myself (Ashley-Jayne)

Details: In the crumbling bathroom of The Lonely Yellow Home. 

Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall, 
Never should have called.
But my head’s to the wall and i’m lonely. 

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Photo: Daniel Vincent

Model: Ashley-Jayne (Myself)

Lonely Home Part II