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Critiqued Artist


I've always told myslef to be strong 

 

But what do I do on those days

when the tears total to a tsunami;

overflowing and chaotic, unable to control

 

Or the days when I cant seem to find the strength to move on

Because I loathe myself so much that it is too much to handle

 

Or the ones when I decide to use that deadly paintbrush

and paint a picture on my skin

 

Most critiques would say the final product was too realistically red

But hey, 

I did'nt ask to be an artist

 

 

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