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Flashing,

Lights flashin'

making me blind,

They want to see me smiling,

Like the doll that I am,

Signing,

signing with my autograph,

On the hundred pieces of paper

under my arms,

Distorted faces of me dear fans,

I choose not to remember

Fearing the fact,

That I will have to wake up

and stop.

Stop this charade for money

and a glam live,

Where people smile at you 

but in fact wanna hold a kitchen 

kife,

To yer throat,

Like another lamb for slaughter ,

I walk down the red carpet,

Oh well...might just as well

look fab while I'm at it.

Author's Note

;)

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Signing with MY autograph
Too /two?
I hope this was meant to be a fun write, because you made me smile like an idiot while reading your poem.

Enjoyed. :0)