Colorful strokes on a page
Exploring the canvas
That they have obtained,
Cast in every which way,
Spread out in chaos.
Lines placed with precision,
Carefully put into position.
Each line has a story,
Will whisper a name,
Holds a lie.
Streams of beautiful scarlet
Drip down and all around,
Completing the master piece
You will embrace,
Yet know you shouldn't have created.
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