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May 2010
Define the perils of fame.
Do we really want to play this game?
Do we all feel the same?
Fame never fails to give you a name.

It’s playing a deadly roulette,
It’s something we don’t mess in, or play.
What do the paparazzi have to say?
When we make fools of ourselves and act this way.

What are the tribulations we suffer?
For this we have to play a little rougher,
Even when life gets a little tougher.
These are the trials we will suffer.

What good can come of this?
Of all these things, its humanity you will miss.
What do we pay for these moments of bliss?
When we are loves by the crowd, and showered with a kiss.
Morrigan LaFaye King
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