A Fucking Piece of Art

A glowing heart.

A fucking piece of art.

Broken enough to be drawn.

Its scars touch your bone.

A messed up brain.

Driving him insane.

Almost always confused.

Heals in solitude.

[A] profoundly wondering eyes.

That endured hurtful goodbyes.

A deeply scarred soul.

Within, there is a hole.

A velvety shrugged voice.

Decent by choice.

Almost sane mind.

Hates to be defined.

A writer above all.

Also, Twixy and tall.

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