She loves to paint
She paint's with a twist
But this twist is not what she expect
Her brush is a razor
And her canvas is her wrist
She does it with tears
She's full of hatred
She knows that she have to end
Something she loved long ago
But something is stopping her
And that is something she regret
But she killed herself with a twist
Her brush is a razor
And her canvas is her wrist
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