The Perfect Picture

Author's note: Please read all the way through this before making any judgements.

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I think I'll draw a picture,
A picture with a twist.
I'll draw it with a razor,
And draw it on my wrist.

And when my pretty picture's drawn
I'll lay down in the ink
And with my pretty picture drawn
I'll have some time to think

I'll think about the bad things,
The stupid things,
The sad things.

I'll think about the things I've done,
The things I've lost,
The things I've won

And if I draw that picture,
And if I draw it well,
Yes, if I draw that picture,
I'll surely go to Hell.

Because I know that God won't want me,
He won't want to see.
He would have one thing to say:
You threw your life away.

Redemption and Damnation
Only He can give either.
My Savior, My Salvation
He will always be there.

So I won't draw a picture,
No picture with a twist
No picture with a razor
No picture on my wrist

And with no pretty picture
There will be no red ink
Even with no pretty picture
I'll still have time to think.

I'll think about Damnation
Redemption
And Salvation.

I'll think about the things he did,
The life he gave,
The life he lived.

Because he drew that picture
And Yes he drew it well,
Because he drew that picture
None will go to hell.