This poem was largely inspired by another that I saw, I can't remember where, but I did see it so don't come after me saying "this is copyrighted someone else made this!" I know this, I am giving credit where is due, or at least I'm trying, and the last part I wrote.
I paint a pretty picture,
But my story has a twist;
You see, my paintbrush is a blade,
And my canvas is my wrist.
I paint with different colors,
the colors of myself;
But the picture must stay covered,
lest someone sees it themselves.
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My Poems
Poetryhey whats up? this is a book of all the crappy poems i write. WARNING!! IF YOU DO NOT LIKE DEPRESSED POEMS, DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT READ THIS! also no mean criticizing. i know my spelling and grammar are terrible. if you want to give constructive...
