done by the hands of a broken artist
you painted black where my naked heart is
i finally know what wrong is
now i finally know that you bleed for nothing
carved like a stone with your hands still shaking
on display through a soul still breaking
aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
aren't you proud you're the one that made me?
my sanity, blending my love of music and my passion of photography with every post.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Masterpiece
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