ima pentaholic just gonna put that out there and i love to chats anyone wanna message me go ahead id love too !!!!!!!!

i found a poem here on wattpad here it is

she paints a pretty picture
but her story has a twist
her paint brush is  her razor
her canvas is her wrist

she paints her pretty picture
in a color of blood red
while using her sharp paint brush
she finally ends up dead

her pretty pictures fading
quiet slowly on her arm
the blood is not running thru her
she can no longer do no harm

she painted her pretty picture
but her story had a twist
her mind was the razor
and her heart was her wrist


btw I'm a grom lover if u like motorcycles too fallow meh :)