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I only have one shot at this, So I want to do it right. How does one take a selfie, Depicting an authentic sight?
I'm always taking pictures and right before i post I change them just a little to make them liked the most. I snap a little selfie then turn the filters on to hide the imperfections,
Girl in Blue wading in golden grain so tall it tickles her palms as she strides toward a nearby spruce. She breathed in the air fresh from a recent rain.
You missed it, everything looks wrong, that there doesn't fit, the moments gone. The angles off, the flash is too bright,
I am from plane rides at a week old, from always knowing there was something special about my family. I am from always knowing I was adopted.
Pictures are memories Not to erase Pictures are memories Not disgrace Look them often Whether good or bad Because pictures of memories Might be all you have
If I could give you anything Anything, anything at all I would give you the gift of words Words spurred from a place deep within you, Words buried so deep, The word “deep” itself
Is a picture a picture if it's all just white? It’s just a blank canvas, that isn't right, Just sitting there, alone, without any life, And it sure ain't worth no pretty price.