章 5: Canvass(Poem)
Hearing that scream is a music to the ear.
Not a usual thing you hear.
A beating heart, so quiet and weak.
Now you can see it with a bloody leak.
Tracing your body with my knife as a brush.
Feeling this strange adrenaline rush.
Painting your skin red with blood.
Not a slight did I feel bad.
Your body was a blank canvass that lacks design.
Strangely, I want it all to be mine.
Cutting your veins, in my tray lies your heart.
Now you look like a piece of art.
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