Crimson sweeps the skin,A master's stroke of raw paint,Silent eyes endure.Blue pools catch the light,Glazed with quiet, glass-like grace,Drowned in heavy red.Mask of bold impasto,Trauma, blood, or art revealed?Stare into the dark.
Crimson sweeps the skin,A master's stroke of raw paint,Silent eyes endure.Blue pools catch the light,Glazed with quiet, glass-like grace,Drowned in heavy red.Mask of bold impasto,Trauma, blood, or art revealed?Stare into the dark.
I'm sorry, forgot, those uploaded images did earlier, and prompts are lost...but there are some images here with the same prompt that I uploaded earlier...