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Monday 21 February 2011 photo 2/4
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Broken corncob
My head is not right when you're not around, I can't hear a sound, you're the missing piece that i found on the ground.
Like a leaf I stare at you and smile, like a tree I lean on you for a while but then I stab you down like a timberman without any emotions, notions.
I don't know why but without you I'm so small, just haning on a wall, can't come down. From here. Come down from here.
These epic scars, they won't go away, not even if you save me and lay me down on a bench, I won't drench, myself. I promise. There's so much feelings, emotions, notions.
I don't know why but without you I'm so small, just haning on a wall, can't come down from here. Can't come down from here. Come down from here. Come down. Down.
My head is not right when you're not around, I can't hear a sound, you're the missing piece that i found on the ground.
Like a leaf I stare at you and smile, like a tree I lean on you for a while but then I stab you down like a timberman without any emotions, notions.
I don't know why but without you I'm so small, just haning on a wall, can't come down. From here. Come down from here.
These epic scars, they won't go away, not even if you save me and lay me down on a bench, I won't drench, myself. I promise. There's so much feelings, emotions, notions.
I don't know why but without you I'm so small, just haning on a wall, can't come down from here. Can't come down from here. Come down from here. Come down. Down.
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Camera Canon PowerShot SD1100 IS
Focal length 6 mm
Aperture f/2.8
Shutter 1/60 s
ISO 250
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