Crimson Canvas

by Ashes of a Black Rose aka Night Child   Sep 17, 2006


Line after line
They fall into place
Blood down my arm
Tears down my face

Drip by drip
I die a little more
Watching the droplets
Mix on the floor

The blade slides smooth
Across my skin
Committing yet
Another sin

My art, my pain
My razor's red kiss
Relief and release
In a crimson canvas

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jenna

    This is beautifully written

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