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Oct 2018
Fallen from my pedastol
Drowning in my sorrow,
Dark days on thee horizon
Can,t face many more tomorrow,
The audience and the pedastol
I was not born for such a scene
The life of the fallen actor
Summed up in cyanide ice cream.
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
184
   Fawn
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