Fame

December 12, 2008
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Goblet of wine
Sweet as first taste
But emptied soon

With chambered screams
For one more taste
Of addiction

A noose
A poison
A drug

Stars and worlds fall
To whispers in forgotten winds
And fame is just a slower death





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