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Jun 2018
I had it all
The fancy car
The mansion
The late nights with pretty girls
When my voice hit the mic the world worshiped me
Crowds sang with me
I had all the money in the world
I went everywhere
Did everything
I did as I pleased
I was only told what I wanted to hear
I had the crowds
I was in the magazines
My name was known all over the world
I built the greatest economic empire in history
The sun never set on my empire
I had all I ever wanted
Yet it never satisfied
I ruled the world
Yet I still craved more
I needed more
And then one day you saw my name on a magazine
And all you thought was
Another star that committed suicide
What a waste
The perspective of a rock star that had the world in his hands
Caleb John
Written by
Caleb John  17/M/The Wind
(17/M/The Wind)   
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   JL Smith
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