Hes A Masterpiece

by Ashley Redden   Jan 31, 2007


Hes a masterpiece of art
With a heart painted gold
Cheeks of crystal
And a soul so cold
Stands in the darkness
In the pouring rain
Gun and razor in his hand
Cuts on his veins
Blood stained shirt
And soaked to the bone
Heart filled with hurt
Its all hes ever known
Chills run down his spine
Shivers in the night
Silence is the sound that kills
Visions of his life
And sights of blood is his thrill
Death is in sight
Its all this night is about
Nothing left to save him
Not anything does he doubts
Runs out in the night
Never did he turn back
Only thing in his eyes is that look of fright
His painted heart now colored black
A soul so cold that death is near
His heart continues to ache
He drowns his darkened soul in tears
And life seeks away
Eternity is his only fear

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