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The Fame
Contributed by
Mic-E
on
Sunday, 23rd May 2010 @ 03:57:07 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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seasons change and come round again
but some things are always the same
and even with all of his new found fame
the loneliness never goes away
what comfort can be found
at the bottom of an empty bottle?
or passing out on the bedroom floor
left at the mercy of some crack fuelled whore
as he stares into space, late into the night
he knows what he's doing is wrong
but how can something so wrong feel so right
a temporary bliss to block out the cold world
and as the bottles pile up around him
he doesn't even care anymore
there is nothing left that he can do
anyone who loves him is going down too
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Mic-E
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2010-05-23 15:57:07] (Date/Time posted on
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