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Friday 3 June 2011 photo 2/2
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Driving on the highway, giving her a bouquet
She smiles and we only went two miles
Nothin' but junk in the trunk
I was betrayed by a charade
Afraid and in need of aid
I left this world curled up and twirled
I didnt look back, that would've been wack
Burried in the sand with an inside firebrand
Felt like trash, the only thing I had was cash
With a splash I ended up with a whiplash
Never felt this bad, nor sad
Dropping these lines in my notepad, am I glad, sad or just from baghdad
Alot of questions but no actions
Only booze to conceal my bruise
My inside will be the witness to my suicide
Hiding in spain or else an explosion to my brain
Balancing on a thread, without my head
Hope I don't derail and mail
If so, I would have to set sail for jail
This is tough, so I've had enough.
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Camera info
Camera NIKON D40
Focal length 18 mm
Aperture f/10.0
Shutter 1/250 s
ISO 220
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