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Red Satin- Pt. 3- The Artist

Red Satin
Pt 3- The Artist- September 7, 2013


The effect is a divine and stinging rush,
I drink it in, cherishing the taste,
Cinnamon and copper, so addictive
A curious little sensation, beautiful,
So morbid and comforting
Obsession, habit and dark inspiration stirrs
And I embrace my silver scalpel
I am the artist, sculpting my inner torment
To beautiful crimson perfection
All of it races hot from my veins,
Escaping down my ivory canvas as the
Tangled strings of my mania unravel,
and I am enveloped in the rapture
of sweet, red satin.
Written by DecayingRadiance
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