Tonight, I’m writing for my life
so that I can redefine
everything about me.
I want to be a pretty song
written by a girl who knows me.
I want to be a photograph
of rolling hills and an intersecting sunset
above a river by a beach.
I want to be an autumn leaf
held delicately between your fingertips.
I want to be the reflection in your eyes,
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Hah.
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