'Twas once a great artist but this story has a twist,
the paintbrush was a razor and the canvas was her wrist,
her tears were her story, the inspiration black and blue,
not one false word was spoken, yet none was taken true.
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A Great Artist
PoetryI used a quote that my friend showed me a year ago and made it into a morbid, but very colorful poem at the same time.
