This kind of world wasn't meant for a charm like me
It didn't fit nice, eyes sparkled at the silver screen
That shaped my point of view
Of actors and dreamers, the lonely stars
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It's better to burn out than to fade away. thats nice. please read my poems and feedback is appreciated.
I see you are on the music kick showing love for all those hollywood diehards. James dean should be in that category or around there. Anyways I love this poem. That ode the man who sold the world and bought his ticket to freedom. He was genuine and honest like you are in this poem. He was a true artist and now I think I am going to go listen to nirvana's bleach it always brings back such good memories.