Mine, Mine, Mine

TW: SH

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Art is expression,

My body is my canvas

The ink is bright red,

But dries in thin, white lines.

My art is drawn in times

Of desperation,

Decorating my canvas

Like an ornate vase

I have 10 pints of ink,

But my canvas is slowly

Turning full

Full yet

So empty.

My canvas needs,

I tell you,

More patterns,

And slits,

Red ink,

Drying into’

Thin white lines

This is my art form

Mine, Mine, Mine