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I paint these pictures in my blood

I cut and cut till there's a flood

of this red stuff I call life

it is just so full of pain and strife

I like to spill it all over the floor

I like this picture painted in gore

I hope you like what you've made me

I hope you turn your head in sorrow and scream like a banshee

I hope you like this pain you cause

it seems to highlight all your flaws

you hurt me gladly just for show

you hurt me deeply more than you know

you left more scars than show on my arms

you stripped my bare with all your charms

you saw the pain I etched on my flesh

and you made more that were oh so fresh

I can almost taste the blade as it cuts

I see the way your starting to strut

I can taste your pain when I cut you open

I feel your hurt is but a small token