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But the only way to get fame
Is to live in shame
Havent you noticed to get rich
You have to be the world's *****
Ill be the best
Ill never settle for less

Every day people get discoverd
But the people who deserve it get coverd
You wont hear bout em
You'll hear bout someone related to someone wit fame
Aint this a ridculous game?
You play just to get farther away
You can never win
Just get your ass slapped and then pinned

How did it get like this?
Its pretty easy with out any resist
Think bout the past n reminisce
Doesnt tha just make u *****?
We woulda been better off wit out all the ass we kissed

For now ill play the worlds game
Forget the fame
When you have nothing
You have everything
Who needs something coverd in shame
Everyone will still know my name

By
Jon Reece [comments] => 1 [counter] => 135 [topic] => 21 [informant] => reece420 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

Fame

Contributed by reece420 on Wednesday, 14th October 2009 @ 11:50:40 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

I just want the world to know my name
But the only way to get fame
Is to live in shame
Havent you noticed to get rich
You have to be the world's *****
Ill be the best
Ill never settle for less

Every day people get discoverd
But the people who deserve it get coverd
You wont hear bout em
You'll hear bout someone related to someone wit fame
Aint this a ridculous game?
You play just to get farther away
You can never win
Just get your ass slapped and then pinned

How did it get like this?
Its pretty easy with out any resist
Think bout the past n reminisce
Doesnt tha just make u *****?
We woulda been better off wit out all the ass we kissed

For now ill play the worlds game
Forget the fame
When you have nothing
You have everything
Who needs something coverd in shame
Everyone will still know my name

By
Jon Reece

Copyright © reece420 ... [ 2009-10-14 11:50:40]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Fame (User Rating: 1 )
by redwest802 on Saturday, 14th April 2018 @ 08:20:50 AM AEST
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Fame...What is it really? You already have fame in the sense you are and artist. You write and maybe not in your lifetime, but in someones lifetime your work maybe read andloved by the future generations. The fame those unscrupulios wannabe/'/s have is false. We are in a period in history when to be adored by the masses, you need to be parasitical. I think people who do not seek the fame are the one/'/s who are decent humans. Your work made me think and I thank you for that.

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