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Title: Pigments
I am a blank page
A canvas primed for color
A bit of dye here
Some lipstick there
Some shiny piercings
uneven cuts of hair
They say it's self destructive
That I'm tearing myself apart
If this is so
then I embrace
this beautiful vice
Maybe I am tearing myself apart
For destruction and creation
Go hand in pigment stained hand
Another color here
Some eyeshadow there
A little tattoo
And the long tendrils of my hair
Cast to the floor
I remake myself
I wither then
I rebuild myself
Not the most beautiful art
But at least I'm still painting
