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Das Bild auf meinem Handgelenk
I'm going to paint a picture
A painting with a twist
A question gotten clearer
A paint brush laid upon my wrist
Dyed red in agony
Hatred long forgotten
Black rains down silently
Becoming the fallen
Still it keeps lingering
The pain of longing
A heart used as kindling
A new found pain dawning
Like the deadly venom
In my merger veins
It's the curse of a legend
Like misery wrapped in chains
The one of my putrid life
Of the picture on my wrist
The one made with a knife
Carved with a bloody twist
Published 7th Mar 2013
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