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Writer's pictureKev Crean

Buy my life.

Scratching, scrawling, bleeding from within,

The deepest red to the darkest black,

Your words, images, fantasies, and dreams,

My reality, my worlds, my soul, and my heart,

An endless battle, to get words to page,

An unending struggle, to pique your interest,

Why me? Why him? Why her? Why us?

"You're all the same."

"It's been done before."

"Why buy you?"

"You're nothing new."

Not by me, not by us, not by you!

The war rages deep within,

These people and places,

Scream through our veins,

They need an out and we need an end,

We love them, we hate them, we need them like kin,

When they're set free, unto this world,

Will it be him, or her, or you,

To give them a home?

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