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Sitting thinking wondering how I’m ever gonna make it
thinking that its all gonna turn out in the end
I'm gonna survive some how
the shop its the goal at the end
of every line I draw
as every drop of blood rolls over sensitive skin
I create these lines in dead pig skin
its funny I think that a kid like me
picked a gun that give life to art you see
its a romance in pain and ecstasy that makes my mind go away
that boils my blood and lets me be
to be whole its one thing but to everything is me
this is a life that I choose to lead
not pretty not fancy no not even glamorous
unless you count the jewels and studs I put in skin
this endless mile of ink I write I shade
and I make in waves rolls on and on never done or complete
but It makes me feel right and free to know what it is that I need
and that’s my peace
Maltese cross ride spread angel wings that's
all kinds of me
that time when you thought I would be nothing
guess what
BITE ME
I made it I'm hear and you know what
what ever you told me cram it in your ear.
I'm a tattoo artist that's right that's me
now I'm totally free.



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zaezue1 said...
May 18, 2012 at 10:55 am
this is really good ive always wanted a tattoo you should comment on mine!
 
LovelyDuckling said...
May 17, 2012 at 2:23 pm
ooo i love it! I have several tatoos and I really get this poem!!! will you check out my article 'those things that never were?
 
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