painful painting π¨
Hidden pain. A portrait out in the open. Clothed in rage Coated in blood that flows out of me. Painted in black n blues Hidden in enveloped scars A painful painting, this body a canvas, An escape for frustrations. Painted in reds, painted in memories of blackouts, Must've been a slap to my face. Ain't I just a painting in pain. Covered in arrows that stroke from behind, daggers I never saw coming. ~blackk~~poem~
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