• She was an artist
    But there was a twist
    The pencil is the blade
    And the paper is her wrist.

    He was an artist
    But there was a twist
    The paintbrush was the blade
    And the canvas was his wrist.

    They once met
    At a good art show
    They were insecure
    About where to go

    They're life was screwy
    And involved a tear
    but when they are together
    They have nothing to fear..

    I wanna tell you something
    That might sound insane
    But they died with their love
    And died with no pain

    They were together
    From Beginning to end
    But with their death
    A sweet message to send

    You never know what you have until its gone!!!