Without a Filter

Click, click, click goes the camera,

Showing all of me whe I first wake up.

I see someone beautiful staring back at me,

As she is lying down with her hair tangled and no makeup.

Such a beauty like this is hard to find in a world of beauty manifested.

This is a picture of someone comfortable with themselves,

and I know that this is me.

 

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