Looking straight ahead,
Focusing the black and white.
She tuned out colours,
That might hurt the eye.
Cropping the pain,
And saturating the gain.
She believed
She was sane.
Little did she know,
The cost she paid.
When the truth she edited,
With no absolute aid.
YOU ARE READING
Draglin dares to...
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