He is here.
Standing near.
Watching you shake in fear.
You stood crouched and scared.
And so your life was spared.
You know he never cared.
So why now?
You pushed your confidence down.
Maybe somehow.
You were weird.
Even though he was feared.
So that blood smeared.
He is a tainter.
You were a fainter.
He is the Bloody Painter.
- Authors: ZolarLink
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- Finished: January 17th, 2016 18:30
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Comments2
You're keyboard ran out of black ink too?
That was cool!
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