Fame, Money, And Death... Poem by DAVID GERARDINO
Fame, Money, And Death...
I didnt know frances farmer, so how
could i feel her pain, she was a star
in heaven, but down here she was insane.
they say she was a actress who said
whats on her mind, who liked to drink
a tall bottle of what ever, and maybe
try suiside, dont talk frances, the peaple
no longer hear, the peaple would
rather you kill your self, then see your
beaty in your eyes....
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4/19/2024 4:20:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very true david....john