the worst kind of famous

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through busy streets
draped in the applause of car horns;
so self-engrossed
my ego would be,
that were birds to shit
I' think it a compliment-
a sure sign they could target greatness
and were only trying to touch it,
albeit vicariously

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LeBrozLeBrozalmost 18 years ago
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I knew that {about the I'} ~

Don't you just hate it when you spot what's wrong AFTER it's been posted?!

dorksicledorksiclealmost 18 years agoAuthor
I' should be I'd...

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 18 years ago
:-D

WAHAHAHA!!! I love it!

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