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Artist's Comments~Iamthedark wrote a poem to this deviation and i feel very honored Thank you Iamtedark! Cold are my tears against the hard table, I feel not their damp puddles soaking my face, With eyes tightly closed I try to shut out what I cannot change, The hollowness inside me, like a dull knife turning. Regret, has no place to harbour, no door to close. Regret, takes away my breath, my will to be. Regret, steals my soul and holds it at arms length. Regret, breaks my heart into so many pieces I cannot find them all. Regret does not leave with the coming of the light, or ease when I am out of hope... _____ stock: [link] [link] & brushes |
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May 9, 2007
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EASTMAN KODAK COMPANY
KODAK C340 ZOOM DIGITAL CAMERA 1/256 second F/2.7 6 mm 80 Apr 7, 2007, 5:05:32 PM Share
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Full of pain and sorrow and the colortones are perfect!
I'm gonna feature it in my journal...
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Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
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www.frakkr-photos.nl
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Thank you for using my stock
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Art Work: [link]
Stock: [link]
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........... Zeit heilt keine Wunden.............
......man lernt nur mit ihnen zu leben......
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........... Zeit heilt keine Wunden.............
......man lernt nur mit ihnen zu leben......
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Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
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www.frakkr-photos.nl
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I love it, I really really do. Wonderful job + fave
thanks for using my stock
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i like wat shes wearing too, makes me think of ancient greece
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A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know.
Diane Arbus (1923 - 1971)
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my wallpaper
My stock account [link]
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........... Zeit heilt keine Wunden.............
......man lernt nur mit ihnen zu leben......
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