when i was
in high school
you were a
goddess
you didn't give a flying....
you put huge sequins in your
styled
bleached
hair
i saw you
at a festival with
my friends, i was maybe
16
you played
hard
and long
and the
sides of the stage burst open
and glitter
fell like
magical snow
i felt like
i was in
heaven
at the
end of the show
you gave away
your guitar
to a guy
near us
in the front row.
then i called my mom
to pick me up
sweaty,
excited,
inspired
(today feels like that, a little)
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