You may think
I'm a fame whore
Always chases fame
It's my pleasure
Always updated
For what's the latest
Always idolizes
Stars of brightest
If that star
Slowly morphs black
Then I rapidly
Turns my back
Always wanted
To have attention
As you're cute
I'll ask your affection
Head over heels
As if that's what I feel
Owns what's not mine
Always pretending to shine
Feeling close
Friend is chose
For it fades
As time it is made
-fictionwarriors
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Poems made in my room #PrimoAwards 2018 #Obliawards2018
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