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Artistic

They tell me that what I do is stupid

They say it's dangerous

I tell them I'm an artist just like any other

I scout for the perfect spot just like the photographer

I make my lines very intentionally and precise like the painter

Or when I feel wild they're whimsical

Like any sketch

My medium is just unique

I may use medal

I may use blood

But I'm inspired by emotions evoked in my life

Just like the rest

So why is my form frowned upon

Good sir, destruction is just another form of creation

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Written by
jay-forrest
American
Published
Aug 18, 2013
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Inspired by a night of self harm relapse

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