lilphotogal
still rather new
...and each seperate dying ember wroght it's ghost upon the floor
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Fame
May 26, 2003 14:32:14 GMT -5
Post by lilphotogal on May 26, 2003 14:32:14 GMT -5
Fame
A flash goes off, Somewhere out in the distance. She looks around like a scared rabbit, And ducks for cover.
The flashes grow nearer, And she has to run. To her rescue comes a friend, With whom she speeds away.
This is life to her, She hides from the lightning. But the paparazzi wont leave her alone, Oh, what it’s like to be famous.
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