Mearly Two Seconds Of Peace.

by 1DollA   Dec 12, 2011


My body is a work of art, you see.
A canvas painted so destructivly.
Perfectly created lines reaching to every vain.
Suductive red marks on a pallid complexion.
I won't stop till the masterpice is complete.
What's agony for others,
I think more of a tickle.
For me, painting in a ongoing hobby.
Only difference of you and I...
I shall not keep unseen.
For, I want to see what others may see.
I'll never see one difference,
Among me and children of mother Earth.
Diversity to me and what is life.
You paint for fun,
I paint to kill.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Ste

    Not in alignment with my sentiments about life but then thats my experience. I ebbed a bit until a read the last two lines. The killer is the last one:-
    "I paint to kill". Great image!

    (Nit picking but vain should be vein unless I am being dim?)

  • 12 years ago

    by Marvellous

    I hope we aint destroyed b4 our time.. Please, don't paint to kill.. All d same, a wonderful piece right here.. Bravo! High 5..

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