

Down HereSometimes it’s hard to breathe Down here.Down Here
It’s hard to see the light Under this black blanket of
Your love.
It’s hard to look into your eyes And not feel the tears Stream down my cheeks
I reach out for your touch.. And my fingers clamp around your cold soul. It chills me, and I can’t do anything to bring you back And I thought I had seen it all, But there is nothing like the eyes
That now stare straight into my soul.
Your look makes my blood run cold And my heart slow to a
Cold Agonizing
Beat.
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"No Limits But The Sky" Don Quixote
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There is only you and your camera. The limitations in your photography are in yourself, for what we see is what we are.
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