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[Sep. 20th, 2009|11:48 pm] |
little blood sister lara, big soul sister ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) meninazul |
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| mullican |
[Apr. 20th, 2007|10:42 am] |
cross process film
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| dance to me |
[Mar. 16th, 2007|09:37 am] |
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© marília
out of date slide cross
fujichrome sensia 400
canon eos 300; ef 28-90mm
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| lyla |
[Mar. 5th, 2007|09:55 pm] |
© marília
fujichrome astia 100 - out of date slide cross
canon eos 300; ef 28-90mm
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| little city |
[Mar. 5th, 2007|04:39 pm] |
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| | little city - bon jovi | ] |
© marília
kodak elite chrome 100 // fuji superia 400
canon eos 300; ef 28-90mm
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| other side |
[Mar. 2nd, 2007|12:01 pm] |
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| | other side - red hot chili peppers | ] |
© marília
out of date slide cross
fujichrome sensia 400
canon eos 300; ef 28-90mm
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| faces |
[Jan. 15th, 2007|12:35 am] |
© marília
at serralves. december 2006.
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| jeannie's diary |
[Dec. 27th, 2006|11:03 am] |
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| | eels - jeannie's diary | ] |
out of date slide cross
fujichrome sensia 400
canon eos 300; ef 28-90mm
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| inaudible melodies |
[Nov. 2nd, 2006|06:16 pm] |
out of date slide cross
fujichrome sensia 400
canon eos 300; ef 28-90mm
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| where the wild roses grow |
[Oct. 26th, 2006|09:38 pm] |
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| | nick cave & kylie minogue - where the wild roses grow | ] |
nick cave - where the wild roses grow
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Eliza Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Eliza Day
From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
She stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild
When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Eliza Day
Why they call me that I do not know
For my name was Eliza Day
On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I've seen
I said: "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"
On the second day he came with a single red rose
He said: "Give me your loss and your sorrow?"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
"If I show you the roses will you follow?"
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Eliza Day
Why they call me that I do not know
For my name was Eliza Day
On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist
On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
She lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
And I kissed her goodbye, said "All beauty must die"
And I lent down and planted a rose between her teeth
They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Eliza Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Eliza Day
My name was Eliza Day...
For my name was Eliza Day.... |
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| glance |
[Oct. 19th, 2006|09:28 pm] |
colourful m.
out of date slide cross
fujichrome astia 100
canon eos 300; ef 28-90mm
há olhares que são impossíveis de ignorar.
some eye looks are impossible to ignore.
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