

Self Portrait"self portrait"Self Portrait
I am an artist, my brush is lies. I paint with the tears, you have cried.
I am an painter, my canvas is flesh. Brush my strokes over your body, that I molest.
I am an sculptor, my chisel is pain. carve deep inside, of your arcane.
I am a musician, play you a song. Manipulate your will, as you sing along.
I am an artist, don't come my way. Your suffering, is the price you pay.
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Conform to your own ideals, not someone else's.
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...i'm not that creative or in the mood to write something clever here...
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hold your thoughts, they clash with the walls.
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Maria Aragon
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