A girl walks in and finds a brush she paints on herself, what a beauty she has become others like her are defined as angels the brush she used was a knife.. it had scarred her for life as these people are known for the angels who fight their wars for us being forever scarred being a canvas to others and herself, as she and many had failed the war and has died from the demons...
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You were lost in war
Don't worry
I am too
