A knife behind a rose,
Brutality arose.A filthy face behind a mask,
Yet no one could ever
unmask.Rose and knife- so different, yet so similar.
The picture on the top inspired me to write this.
Should I leave it just like this, or make it longer? (Don't want to ruin it!)
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Scribbled Paint (Poetry)
PoetrySome Scribbled Paint splashed on this ashen world 15/06/18 to 18/05/19