June
Friday 28 October 2011 photo 1/1
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We're all young and naive still, we require certain skill
The motive changes like the wind, hard to control when it begins
The bittersweet between my teeth
trying to find the in-between
Fall back in love eventually
We lie beneath the stars at night, our hands gripping each other tight
You keep my secrets hope to die, promises, swear them to the sky
As it withers, brittle it shakes
Can you whisper
As it crumbles and breaks
As you shiver
Count up all your mistakes
Pair of forgivers
Let go before it's too late
Annons
Camera info
Camera Canon EOS 500D
Focal length 75 mm
Aperture f/5.6
Shutter 1/200 s
ISO 400
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