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I'm living in an empty room
With all the windows smashed
And I've got so little left to lose
That it feels just like I'm walking on broken glass
A broken chain symbol on the headstone of John J. Richards in the Harmony Cemetery of Georgetown, Massachusetts. The broken chain indicates a loss (i.e. the family link is broken)
Puedes llevarte todo mi amor
¿ para que lo necesito ?
Puedes llevarte todas estas palabras
ya no significan nada
puedes llevarte todo, dejame
tumbado en el suelo
todos aquellos lamentos, no
podemos volver al principio
No me puedes arreglar, estoy
desgarrado
Quiero escapar del amor, esta vez
he tenido bastante
siempre que siento tu tacto
Estoy Roto
Rotas todas las piezas en pedazos,
nunca pense que caeria tan
duramente
Estoy volviendo a juntar mi corazon
Esta Roto
Puedes llevarte estas fotografias,
miralas desvanecerse
Puedes tirar todas estas cartas,no
me importa lo que dicen
Todos aquellos lamentos, hay un
millon de razones del por que
No puedes repararme, ni lo
intentes
Quiero escapar del amor, esta vez
he tenido bastante
siempre que siento tu tacto
Estoy Roto
Rotas todas las piezas en pedazos,
nunca pense que caeria tan
duramente
Estoy volviendo a juntar mi corazon
Esta Roto
Se que va a llevar algun tiempo
para finalmente comprender
No me queda nada dentro,
nada que esconder
Estoy roto, estoy roto
mi corazon esta abierto
ampliamente
Estoy roto, estoy roto
No queda nada dentro
Salvame !
Quiero escapar del amor, esta vez
he tenido bastante
siempre que siento tu tacto
Estoy Roto
Rotas todas las piezas en pedazos,
nunca pense que caeria tan
duramente
Estoy volviendo a juntar mi corazon
Esta Roto
Estoy roto ...
Salvame, salvame ...
Estoy roto ...
This was an unplanned opportunity, so I've done my best with my phone. We found this broken mirror by the side of the road during our family walk. Little Girl was the one patient enough to take instruction today. And it saves me from the complicated setup I was contemplating for after bedtime.
WH - Mirror, Mirror (365-097)
On 18th June 2019 2524 leads (2505(?) is trailing) WP46, the Broken Hill to Sydney Xplorer at Borenore.
This is an old portion of Highway 83 at the Nueces River crossing known locally as "Broken Bridge". During a HUGE flood in 1935, the bridge was destroyed. It has become a local favorite for swimming and fishing (when there is water). See a picture of the flood here: www.flickr.com/photos/19369790@N02/2837936080/
The bridge now lies on private property.
live @ Ampere, Munich (Germany), 2009-09-23
more photos and review (in German): www.laxmag.de/laxlive/1231-broken-records-muenchen
This is one final image. I like it better toned. Others may have their own opinion (will upload color one and post). Taken at the bamboo gardens around here. I love bamboo but that is somewhat of a boring place. Not much besides sections of bamboo. Glad I took some time to find the gems among the bunches of bamboo stalks everywhere.
10. Mai 2018
Photo by Hagen Hoppe . www.hagenhoppe.com
More Larp-Photos: www.exploregraphy.com/category/stories/larp/
Nutzungsrechte: Creative Commons BY-NC-ND
The driver side windshield wiper arm has broken off the 2006 Volvo XC70 in this photo.
This photo free for use under a Creative Commons copyright (see link for details).If you have time, I enjoy it when I am left a note saying where the picture was used.
This building is two blocks from the Rutgers Newark campus, and I passed it every day on my way to the train station, on my bike. I usually listen to my Ipod while doing so.
This day, I had the camera with me, and after taking this picture, I rode to the base of the building, to take an upward shot of the broken facade. I wanted that because just three days ago somebody had been threatened with a knife and robbed there, in the afternoon, and the building thus seems to illustrate the broken windows theory rather nicely.
I stopped my bike, raised the camera, but in that moment the battery died. After a moment of confusion because of that, I lowered the camera and notices somebody coming for me straight across the street. He stopped about a meter away from me, while I stuffed the camera as quickly and steadily as I could into my backpack. He said something. I took out the earphone and asked him to repeat it.
"Do you have a cellphone I can pay you to use", he said, "it's an emergency". While saying that he put his left hand in the pocket of his pants. No, I said, I do not have a cellphone, and rode off, past the payphone on the other side of the street.
Welcome to Newark, fool, I guess is what that tells me.
10. Mai 2018
Photo by Hagen Hoppe . www.hagenhoppe.com
More Larp-Photos: www.exploregraphy.com/category/stories/larp/
Nutzungsrechte: Creative Commons BY-NC-ND
10. Mai 2018
Photo by Hagen Hoppe . www.hagenhoppe.com
More Larp-Photos: www.exploregraphy.com/category/stories/larp/
Nutzungsrechte: Creative Commons BY-NC-ND
No this is not a balloon. I broke my right foot several days before this, As you can see it is still swollen and brused. I had a fracture and a crack in the side by my big toe. This will teach me to stand on a swivel chair and try to hang a picture... LOL
10. Mai 2018
Photo by Hagen Hoppe . www.hagenhoppe.com
More Larp-Photos: www.exploregraphy.com/category/stories/larp/
Nutzungsrechte: Creative Commons BY-NC-ND
My violet fell apart yesterday...too big for it's pot. I can't throw a living plant in the trash, so it ended up in this glass, the only container I had handy at the time. Red and green should never be seen but somehow I like this one.
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for the moment you can hardly breathe
Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No she's not, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....
Gotta love john mayor