All around the world, there are different types of artists:
Sculptors.
Painters.
Designers.
But she, she is no ordinary artist.
She uses a special brush, and canvas too.
One of a kind.
She makes the best of art.
Perfect, beautiful drawings with great meaning.
She'll never show her work.
You'd find it ugly, stupid, and disturbing.
Her paintbrush is a special color.
Silver.
But her favorite color is red.
She never paints without it.
But there's a trick behind all of this.
Her brush?
A razor.
Her canvas?
Is her,
Arm.
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Battlescars.
Poetry"I scare myself sometimes, Part of me didn't want to hurt myself- thought it was stupid. However, a larger, Darker side of me thirsted for it. I never used to be like this: Depressed. Angry. Confused. I used to be kind, sweet, innocent... Happy."
