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Post by Freya on Jun 16, 2002 23:51:14 GMT -5
Everybody thinks of me so highly I must do so much rightly Nothing I can do can be wrong 'Cause I've worked at this for so hard and long My reputation can fall apart Then I'd be back at the start I have to look a certain way And dress up everyday One task is to wear make-up My trends have to keep up Upon returning home I am left to rome I'm forced to live two worlds But I am a simple girl.
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Post by WitchBoy on Jun 17, 2002 0:19:35 GMT -5
very good poem and so very true as well freya
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