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Fame
five minutes left my time ticks down
breathe and turn glance round and round
typing and printing scratching and scrawling
my thoughts moving strutting limping crawling
they make their way from my uninspired heart
fighting the realism and actualities that tear dreams apart
Almost time almost the end for my new mental battle game
time to reveal my piece to gain deserved an unspoken fame
breathe and turn glance round and round
typing and printing scratching and scrawling
my thoughts moving strutting limping crawling
they make their way from my uninspired heart
fighting the realism and actualities that tear dreams apart
Almost time almost the end for my new mental battle game
time to reveal my piece to gain deserved an unspoken fame
Published 16th Apr 2015
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16th Apr 2015 3:45pm
Fine job Miranda. You're getting better all the time. Maybe you will become famous someday.
17th Apr 2015 4:09am
Interesting read, realism is a dream killer for sure. You always touch a feeling in your writes. Good job.
