Wednesday 10 August 2011 photo 1/3
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So,
Here we are.
On the edge.
Scars on your
heart,
scars on your wrist.
No way out.
You cant change yout mind.
You have chosen the ways,
by yourself.
Now you cant,
crawl back to that man,
begging for a night of
his
warmth.
And you know,
Its you own fault.
And all
the blood you
have gived away
to
many times..
Are what you need
right now
to
breathe in.
You're
to scared
to jump.
But to
scared
to
live with these
marks of
pain..
Here we are.
Scars on your
Annons
Camera info
Camera U20i
Shutter 1/80 s
ISO 40