

Fallen AngelFallen Angel Crawling in my forlorn appearance I hide my soul behind these tattered wings Tattered and broken as they are Plucked of light, stained in tears and blood.Fallen Angel
In quiet despair upon the cold earth Smeared in dirt I crouch upon my weary knees And clutched timidly between my fingers Rests one last jewel of Hope.
A single unblemished plume plucked From the silver light of dawn A feathered ray of light from beyond To illuminate the void that has me bound.
This precious barb of silk Once lost as I was and forgotten Blazes now to i
וחלאס כמה אפשר להציק לך עם זה.. נגמר וזהו.
וחוץ מזה! אין כל קשר בין צילום ויחסי אישיים!
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'How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. Each prayer and each wish resigned.'
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היו לך עוד הרבה תמונות יפות.
I'm sorry I haven't been able to leave as many coments and whatnot as I would have liked to over the past week, because I've been away. I've seen all your submitions, and they are all awsome.
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If every picture on your roll is perfect, then you've failed.
~Chris Johns, Nat Geo photographer
Ubi in dubito reddo simpliciorem
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Temptation Taunts the Empty.
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