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Aug 2018
You are the artist
Your body is the canvas
Blank and Empty
Hollow
You hold the brush

You are the artist
With each motion
Of your hand
Red Strokes appear
Each time, darker than its parallel

You are the artist
Look at what you have created
A picture that will never fade
With pain-t that will never age.
Chantelle Iles
Written by
Chantelle Iles  23/F/Kent
(23/F/Kent)   
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