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Monday, 28 November 2016

[Poem] The Price of Fame

You could take me to the top, 
Bask in the glory of my hard work, 
Taking all credit under your name, 
But you will not break me. 
You could paint your own picture, 
But everyone sees through the canvas, 
What reality a little gold can buy, 
I am not paying the price for fame.

Copyright © thearcticstar 2016

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