(Paint me a picture, sketch me a dream)
Flood your life over canvas,
And etch your inner sins.
Engrave your sadistic doings,
Scribble your bloodlust on countless papers
Make your mark of Art, of Heart
-break apart: from the days of
crayons and coloring OUTSIDE
the lines-
Skritch and Skretch your beautiful demonicy…
Let your soul shine through, inking your space.
Open yourself up, to me. To see. What you wish for things,
To BE.
Open up, show to me.
(Paint me a picture, sketch me a dream)
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It was a pity Xemnas was never an artist.
That's why he had Namine.
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A Xemnas/Namine drabble! This poem actually belongs to me. I wrote it not too long ago, when I got bored and was feeling a little 'emo', per say. So no stealing!
Oh, and I realize 'Demonicy' is not an actual word by dictionary standards. Well, now it is to me! If Dr. Seuss can do it, so can I! X3