Dreams
Hold fast to dreams
If music left my life,
My existence would be
A fish out of water,
Unable to breathe
Hold fast to dreams
If phototography left my life,
I would resemble a dragon in a cage
Lost - With nowhere to go
And nothing to do
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MacieRozier
I'm 17, President of my school's FFA chapter, Love a cappella music, Love taking photos, Writing is my escape. <3
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