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Mel - Poem by Name Withheld

Acting is your passion
You it before your own wellbeing
Just to keep the audience happy
Under the lights you became worse
But you kept your character
You forced yourself to detach from you and become a character
And then it was over
You came off
And became yourself and remembered how sick you were

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 24, 2011


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