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TW : references to triggering topics below My art is not considered normal It’s made of fine lines The lines form rows They tell a story Of whom I once was During the tears Those tears not only lasted for year but also still last My fine lined art has recently come to a end Or more of a rest Because it may start again My fine lined art is not art But a way to cope A way to breathe Yet my skin bleeds whenever I draw those lines The fine lines are considered ugly To the eyes of society they will leave scars forever But my scars are not ugly they tell a story Of my fine lined art.
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Jul 11, 2025
Jul 11, 2025 at 5:53 PM UTC
My art
TW : references to triggering topics below My art is not considered normal It’s made of fine lines The lines form rows They tell a story Of whom I once was During the tears Those tears not only lasted for year but also still last My fine lined art has recently come to a end Or more of a rest Because it may start again My fine lined art is not art But a way to cope A way to breathe Yet my skin bleeds whenever I draw those lines The fine lines are considered ugly To the eyes of society they will leave scars forever But my scars are not ugly they tell a story Of my fine lined art.
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Jul 11, 2025
Jul 11, 2025 at 5:53 PM UTC
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