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jeffrey conyers Aug 2012
They play the game of the publicity.
Even posing for their enemies, the paparazzis.
And soon as controversy comes.

Then , they won't people to respect their privacy.

Now, they work under this celebrity status.
Where many things are free?

For youth that finds trouble.
It's because of too much money.
When you're too young.
You don't have much wisdom to work.
As if you have none.

Celebrity Status.
Which have you thinking you're above the law.
Where we see many people go free?
Unless, it concerns you or me.

Then, you appearing on every television show.
Just to explain the news got it wrong.
When in truth you were in places.
You didn't belong.

It's no different than a politicians.
Where many of them?
Are too big for their britches?

Celebrity status.
Where you can always call on your connections?
Trout Sep 2019
My adolescent paparazzis just all come and say
To counter the spink and magic music is a getaway
My view is a heathen
The club is alive and all
The funniest vision
Where trumpeters play such a song
My feet are cold
What should I do
My essence body is calling you

No forgiving
The underworld is for the hide-and-seek
Try, try, traitor
For the one who doesn’t write a song
Lose, lose, winner
The harp of luna can’t be traded off
Go to dinner
Driving out and sing a different song

Come a bit later
Trying to see
A picture of boys that soothe and cancer and see lots of taxidermy
The tie and newspaper
My amusement is great
The poison capital diamond
Tied to what’s on

Dripping harmonies and symptoms
Grabbing tools and violins
Thumping banners of all wisdom
Grabbing children funny kids
The pincher grabs a thunder
I would like to have fun in a perilous game
The sun is raging backwards
My understatement
Emma Grace Dec 2024
I’m a star

Unknown without fans, no roaring paparazzis or flashing cameras

Just in the most literal since

A being among thousand, billons even, actually endless

Not a human here to be perceived but a beacon of light

So infinite and infinitesimal

I am the sky it self and upon its clusters are the aspects of me

I am hope, love, happiness and all it encompasses

A energy without a shell, bouncing off it self

I’m alive and I’m a star

-Grace <3
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