art is
blood
we cut
our
souls
on purpose
sometimes
it trickles
sometimes
it oozes
and
sometimes
it spurts
and always
we create
these scars
we heal
but never
hide
Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 11:09 PM UTC
art is
blood
we cut
our
souls
on purpose
sometimes
it trickles
sometimes
it oozes
and
sometimes
it spurts
and always
we create
these scars
we heal
but never
hide
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