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I was a screen queen once.
Then they all feel away.
The man said, to me.
"YOUR OVER - THEY HAVE A NEW BEE".
CRY - my heart was broken.
I made them rich - many tokens.
Out of the door ! - SLUT - used whore.
Drugs, a bottle, to sooth the sore.
I'll knock on another door.
Down with you old bore.
Cry more - my pillow is wet.
I'll show them ! one more bet.
All dolled up - clown makeup - more.
Red lips, big pearls, diamonds galore.
" They just look at me".
Back then - center ring - big fee.
Fox fur over the shoulder.
Maybe I need to be bolder ?
Only just turned twenty - one.
Over the hill - "SO SETS THE SUN".



from DREAMS 3




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SCRATCHES ON THE PAGE,
MAKING NOISE


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