Wednesday 21 March 2012 photo 1/1
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"To a degree that it’s biking off, like a flower
I’ll rise and spread the dirty voice
The invaders of this area leave to the darkness of the sea
While those pale, slim arms fight over this moistened suffering
They’ll lose their reason
You’re breaking in front of me, even if I suppress it, the beast stimulates my ecstacy
The only sacrifices are the tenderness and my dried up tears"
Annons
Camera info
Camera COOLPIX S220
Focal length 6 mm
Aperture f/3.1
Shutter 1/34 s
ISO 800