Behind The Fake Smiles

Artist

She loved painting portraits
She was an artist in her own individual way
But there's a twist
She didn't use brushes or papers
Her blades were her brushes
And her skin was the paper
She craved portraits on her skin
She hid them from everyone else
She drew with sliver
And it turned into scarlet red
She knew what she was doing is wrong
But she can't seem to stop herself