It pains me to see your potential turning stagnant. I'd bleed my life and body for the chance to be a whole. But, without a face, you'd never receive the things I'd give. Your name- a label on your chest. It's what's inside that counts. And so I'll continue blood letting.
"Blood Letting" Mixed Media (India Ink, Marker, Pencil) on Bristol Board
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