Artistic Twist Poem by tiffani hamilton

She paints a pretty picture,
But the story has a twist,
Her paint brush is a razor

And her canvas is her wrist,
She paints her pretty picture
In a colour that's blood red

While using her sharp paint brush
She ends up finally dead
Her pretty pictures fading

Quite slowly on her arm
The blood is not racing through her
She can no longer do harm

She painted her pretty picture
But her picture had a twist
You see her mind was her razor

And her heart was her wrist