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Desensitized Human


As to how I believe the camera works

No life, my face has from the camera 

What is a selfie without a filter

Filters mean only a demise to the human eye

The deception and pretention one filter has

As I merely a boy who was impacted by puberty 

Scars on my face from acne, patches of hair on my face 

Someone who cannot connect with society 

Without a filter my photo is bland, without a filter is no tone 

Without a filter i may never recieve a like

How can they feel my emotion with no filter 

Dead words a taboo in modern literature 

We feel amazing great words explain us further 

Without filters we may never feel deep to our hearts or connected to our character 

Imagine a play with only stickmen and dead words 

Such dry,emotionless, white stage 

Beamed by destruction to our minds 

Such a horror, we cannot find ourselves 

Maybe leave the phone at the dinner table, leave the front camera 

Log off from your instagram and pay attention to your friends 

Memories are the only thoughts that survive until the end 

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