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Red splatters all around, Once-white canvas cold on the ground. Creation of sweat and blood In an emotion-bound rage. Not a work of art by any means, but a heinous crime. It was an accident...
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Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 8:34 PM UTC
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Red splatters all around, Once-white canvas cold on the ground. Creation of sweat and blood In an emotion-bound rage. Not a work of art by any means, but a heinous crime. It was an accident...
cloxlee
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Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 8:34 PM UTC
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