Last night I drew the dead colors of my own. It's a mixture of my dark moments with you and with others. (I wish I could write this with the blood I used for my painting)
The dullness made me do it.
It was an art to be valued at last.
The good looks of the bad.
"Funny" how I did it
"Clever" as they say
...and "Pain" as you caused it









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