The Buyer
Anything you got for sale I can take care
Whether it be books clothes or even broken chair
All I need is a very hefty fare
And I'll take things that are even rare
Sometimes I even take away people fear
But it'll cost more than a few strand of hair
I'm always closer to you than you think
Just open your eyes and give three wink
But make sure you don't blink
Cause one false move and you'll sink
I'm the buyer the one that comes for soul
I'll take you away if you don't have any life goal
But I first seek out the one's with hidden mold
I always keep my cool even when its cold
You won't find me in black
But I'll always be ready to attack
I am the buyer
Copyright © Kevon Worrell | Year Posted 2019
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