Crimson regrets...

I have been told, "pain is beauty."
then by all means, this beauty I will create
I will release the wrist bound banshee
By becoming hollowed, sorrowed than full, elate

I will take metal to it's fair fetter
let her run down my arm
let her dance and make my vision blur
oh, the beauty that will come of this harm

She will caress my head and make it light
My body scarred by her sharp elegance
Midnight be white, no time darker than tonight
Fore i'll soon only live in remembrance.

Movement stilled, i'll wield a rasp;
With a tick and tock, flows a crimson sea.
You'll know when you hear the crowd agasp,
That they have found me gone with my beauty.

JP Franco, February 21, 2006
(if you steal this, I will kill you.)