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			<title>So...First blog entry</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 16:48:42 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Hello everyone, thanks for the welcome messages I have recieved today and I hope I will get to meet more freindly members during the time I spend on...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote class="blogcontent restore">Hello everyone, thanks for the welcome messages I have recieved today and I hope I will get to meet more freindly members during the time I spend on this site. <br />
Well I won't bore you with my life today as not much of interest has happened instead I'm going to add one of my poems to this blog entry, i'll just warn you now that it isn't a happy poem so don't read it if you don't want to:<br />
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[U]Celebrity[/U]<br />
<br />
She slumped in a corner<br />
Paparazzi banging at the door<br />
Tears running from her weary eyes<br />
Pills scattered on the floor<br />
<br />
Her glossy hair in matted knots<br />
Her face stained where makeup had run<br />
She wished desperately to go back a few months<br />
But knew what was done was done<br />
<br />
She tore the diamonds from her fragile neck<br />
Saw them bounce across the ground<br />
And in the noise of crowds at her door<br />
Her silent sobs were drowned<br />
<br />
Her body frail all skin and bones<br />
She hadn’t eaten in days<br />
Most of her was already lost<br />
Still sorrow filled her gaze<br />
<br />
She thought of all the autographs<br />
The world knew her face and name<br />
All that remained of her an empty shell<br />
With a last hope to be free of fame<br />
<br />
She prayed for peace as her eyes closed<br />
Ever longing to be free, she lost everything<br />
When she signed on the line<br />
And became a celebrity<br />
<br />
Outside they continued to cram cameras in windows<br />
“One more cover shot” from the crowds roar<br />
They’d find someone else to prey on <br />
When they learnt she didn’t live there anymore<br />
<br />
© 2008</blockquote>

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