Pretty Picture

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She painted a pretty picture

But the story has a twist

Her paintbrush is a razor

And her canvas is her wrist

She paints her pretty picture

In a color that is bright red

While using her sharp paintbrush

She ends up finally dead

Her pretty picture fading

Quite slowly on her arms

The blood is not racing thought her

She can no longer do harm

She panted her pretty picture

You see her story has a twist

Her mind was her razor

And her heart was her wrist

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