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02-04-04, 12:03 PM
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The Photographer
IP:
Images reflected.. Pictures taken through the camera lens
Distance is put between himself... ... And all his family and friends The camera clicks.. While his life hangs in the balance Standing in the shadow of death... ... Only wanting to display his talents This lonely man.. Taking pictures of any natural disaster Not phased.. As the art of the camera... ... Is what he wants to master Standing in the mist.. Rubble and dust are what surrounds Stench of death in the air... ... And people screaming is the sound He is a stoneman.. Cast in rock and feels no emotion Couldnt help if he wanted to... ... Taking pictures is his only devotion Camera in hand.. For he would feel naked without it Taking pictures as proof... ... So nobody could ever doubt it Intoxicating.. The fumes of the liquid to develop the pictures A picture paint a thousand words... ... So these would be classed as scriptures A red glow is cast.. Shady lamps flicker as the man stands alone Memories as sharp as reality... ... Even though he is home Escaped the torment.. The disruption of a corrupted place Pictures begin to form... ... Each one developing a twisted face Slowy spreading.. Filling out.. Expanding like wild fire Hung out on the line... ... So that they become drier Masses of scenes.. Each one peotic in the way it tells its tale Nothing held back in the pictures... ... Each one showing vivid detail Found his talent.. Capturing specific moments in time Inspired by the pictures... ... The beauty of each was sublime |
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