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a poet never knows it

phoebe, write your poetry and then when you're grown they'll leave you alone it's such a terrible crime you're next to nothing till you die, till you die some men never make it some men make it to the top still a poet never knows it no, not until he drops you can hang in there, mama write your soothing songs rock-n-roll to your music till the music's gone when it's all over then you're on, then you're on phoebe, write your poetry and then when you're gone they'll acknowledge you they always do it's still a shame just the same honey, they just never do acknowledge you till you die, till you die

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Date: 7/19/2013 8:57:00 PM
I for one hate that an artist (excluding music) almost never gets notoriety until they die. Terrible. Very nice write full of truths.
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Date: 7/19/2013 8:48:00 PM
wow... and they never do care.. that is the way my words feel at times... enjoyed...LINDA
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Date: 7/19/2013 8:57:00 PM
Me too.
Date: 7/18/2013 10:57:00 PM
Strong word flow. Stronger message in between the lines.
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