Creation Complex - Poem by Arik Fletcher
Creativity is the art of rebellion,
Our lives a canvas of expression,
Through hearts in bright vermillion,
Brushed by shades of dark depression.
Creativity is the key to redemption,
Our soul's humble confession,
Of each cold and cruel deception,
When true love is in recession.
Creativity is the flight from damnation,
Our mind's craving for possession,
Through each secret affectation,
As we drown in our obsession.
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