CP Bloody Painter: A Crimson Canvas

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A blank canvas begins our story
Of a boy quiet and without a worry
Of enemies prowling, messing with weak
He just draws and sits in his seat

Days upon days this cycle continued
Until one day an arised issue
Blamed for such a small crime
No help in sight he could find

A previous victim wanting to befriend
A broken and misunderstood Helen
Chats upon chats followed by a simple smile
If only this would of stayed a while

Asked to meet to discuss
A dark truth that has broken their trust
Accidental death followed with confusion
His now insane thoughts came to a conclusion

Death was what a false friend deserved
The depths of insanity he furthered
Crimson covered the walls of each and every dorm
This was just the begining of the storm

Bloody masterpieces of his own creation
Fuel by hatred and determination
Most horrified by such technique
But those alike think of it as unique

A shadow that lurks in the shadows without a trace
A saying left behind and a newfound mask upon his face
Don't be excited for tomorrow
Because there will be no tomorrow




((((Well hey guys! Well I tried with this one. I kinda wanted to try something different and kinda describe the story but as a poem so it's not all bloody and such. Anyway it's still good. Heh when I was doing the second last paragraph (Bloody masterpieces of his own creation) I was laughing my head off (get it...DETERMINATION like in undertale....undertale reference). Anyway hope ya liked it guys. More cp poems to come and other fandoms. Still have yet to figure out a Aot poem...anyway see ya guys! ^-^)))))
((((Ps: I'm obsessed with this pic of Bloody Painter....the eyes are beautiful!!! Anyway see ya! ^-^)  

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