This is how I view fame. People dreaming of it, the camera flashes and shimmering clothing, the constant chaos that the tabloids present, is it reality? Or is it all just a dream?
Stranded in a reoccurring dream
Stranded in a reoccurring dream
Tangled through worldly glitter and flames
A life crossing over churning seas
Race amidst reality, so seems.
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