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Jan 2012
As my mind bleeds
It creates pictures on a canvas
For the world of strangers to view
Mock
And take for what they will
As my mind bleeds
And the oxygen droplets reach the floor
They start to fill my room
All the cracks sealed
Nothing can escape out my door
Into my family
My known world
Dear all of you who only hold a canvas in your eyes
I don't ask you to accept it
I don't ask you to hang it within the walls of your heart
Just take it for what it is
Hideous
Or beautiful
Your eyes hold my life blood
My soul is staring back at you
Talk to her if you'd like
I can't promise she won't bite
But she is my guardian
The green glow in my eyes
And the red to my lips
Kiss who ever they will
Draw blood
Or break hearts
My blood will not stain your hands
Your shadow will not cover my sheets of canvas left on the streets to dry
My guardian protects me
For your viewing only
Strangers of mine
Azlynn Jane Andrews
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