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The Whore
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Fictional Muses He named himself Blanc
Because he was Blank
On the inside
He named himself
To stand apart
To stand alone
On His street corner
He held his arms crossed
In tight leather pants
Hoping the next one
Would be Gentle
Or the last.
He kept at it 'For college tuition'
Which really meant drugs
And more drugs
and once
just once
A whore of his own.
He's married now.
It's as if those days never were.
And so hard does he wish.
That it all never was.
