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Victims through my lens
I have a darker humor.
Victims captured and shot,
Altered and transformed;
Experimented and known
Loved and / or hated.
Studied, cherished, despised,
In the end, we’re all strangers
Needing to plug into connection.Hunted or found,
Haunted and frightening;
Sought or discovered,
Eerie and alarming.
Innocent and seductive,
Mysterious and ephemeral;
Genius or genuinely stupid,
Maybe simply confused.Victims targeted, as they mark me.
Each moment can paint a portrait,
Regardless of shots fired,
Of the countless steps in uncharted
Human landscapes.Victims, for I struggle to recall names,
While I can't forget faces.
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