Photography, as we all know, is not real at all. It is an illusion of reality with which we create our own private world.

Monday, 10 October 2011

Kristy, are you doing ok?

There's a moment in time and it's stuck in my mind, way back, when we were just kids...
Cause your eyes told the tale, of an act of betrayal...I knew that somebody did. Oh, waves of time seem to wash away the scenes of our crimes, but for you this never ends...
Can you stay strong? Can you go on? Kristy are you doing okay? A rose that won't bloom, winter's kept you. Don't waste your whole life trying to get back what was taken away!
Though the marks on your dress had been neatly repressed. I knew that something was wrong and I should have spoke out and I'm so sorry now, I didn't know, cause we were so young.
Oh, clouds of time seem to rain on, innocence left behind and it never goes away... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AULaJdMPmIw&feature=relmfu

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