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Alettertomarilyn

Dear Marilyn, Or should I say Norma Jean Your birth name is mean And I mean that in the most courteous way possible Throughout life you overcame obstacles, critics, and obsessive fanatics But your talent was yours alone; no one could have it To start off, I'll say I'm maybe your biggest fan Or maybe not, but in my mind, I'm your biggest fan I can honestly say that there's never a day that goes by When I didn't wish you were still alive Maybe not as young, but all the more beautiful Your presence on the silver screen was like poetry to me I could admire your physique for a lifetime Your eyes were mysterious Your lips were like crimson kisses Call me envious of every man that called you his mrs. From Joe DiMiaggio To James, to that Arthur guy You must’ve been the biggest twinkle in a parent’s eye If there’s anything I’ve learned from such a marvelous individual It’s that you live life with the tools that make you your own individual “Hot”, “sexy”, “fine”, huge understatements My fascination with your amazing character takes me places I could be obsessed…or just another kid with vivid hopes They’ll never be another you, your lifestyle was beautiful 36 was way too soon Some nights I wish on a blue moon You hadn’t overdosed and left America in a comatose state of paranoia That way I could possibly meet you in person I dream too big it seems…tears may seem obscene But that only shows how much you’ve inspired me Lit the fire in me, set milestones for me I’m not ashamed in saying you’re my biggest idol A blonde work of art, no actress could play your part Well, I guess I should come to my end This letter seems a bit lengthy Just shows how much this means to me So to you, Madam Monroe You sure put on one hell of a show Sad to see you go…. But just know, I love you Sincerely, Trey Galen Evans

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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