SHE TOLD ME THAT SHE COMMITTED SUICIDE/AFTER SHE MURDERED HER HEART/HOMICIDE WAS DETECTED WHEN SHE MISTAKED LOVE FOR THE ARTS/PAINTED PICTURES DISPLAYED FIGURES/ OF WORTHLESS NIGGAS/WHO LIVED IN HOUSES MADE OF GLASS WITH THE CURTAINS BIGGER/HER FEELINGS WERE SKETCHED ACROSS THE CANVAS/THE COLORS WERE MISMATCHED HER SOUL COULDNT STAND.IT /PAYING BILLS IN A COMMON LAW MARRIAGE BREAKING THE COMMANDEMENTS/BOXED IN WITH HER DREAMS LEFT STRANDED/SHE'S RIGHT HANDED/BUT HER BRUSH STROKES WERE STUCK IN THE MIDDLE WITH HER BREAST BRANDED/ TATOOED INITIALS WRITTEN IN CALLIGRAPHY/THAT ONCE REPRESENTED HAPPINESS NOW SHE LIVING THROUGH SOLILOQUIES/CAUSE SHE COULDNT DEFINE LIFE'S TRICKERY/FED UP WITH ADORING LIFE'S HISTORY/BECAUSE THE LINES WERE CROSSED/AND THE FRAME WAS EMBOSSED/WITH THE ONE SHE LOST/WHEN HER WORLD WAS TOSSED.

"HER ART OF LOVE"

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