fredag 18 november 2011 bild 1/1
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My mother would stand for me every step of the way
She did not judge me, She told me I'd win some day
When I was at my lowest, when I had no focus
She pulled me out the gutter, said I wasn't hopeless
So many nights I didn't come home, she thought the worst
Maybe somebody shot me down without any remorse
Maybe I hurt somebody and I was stuck in a cell
Well I regret all those time that I put her through hell
Annons
Kamerainfo
Kamera COOLPIX S2550
Brännvidd 5 mm
Bländare f/3.2
Slutartid 1/25 s
ISO 320