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Aug 2015
Sometimes i wish for fame,
so that every body knows my
name,
but then i have a fear..
To which no one gives an ear.
The Fear i'll be known by all
making it easy for them to make
me fall ..
I fear how this fame thing ends ..
Person stands alone,
left with no friends.
the fear that hollow people will
surround
leaving me with no place to go
around.
the fear they'll call me lame,
the fear i may lose the game...
And then i don't want any fame
so that NO ONE KNOWS MY NAME ...
Batool
Written by
Batool  29/F/Pakistan
(29/F/Pakistan)   
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