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A Fake Hollywood

Member since 2003 · Posted 9 Jan 2005 · 6 comments

Space is the final piece of land We need more Hollywood Nation Stopped by a dirtry hand Forget about the sea and work on our plantation Dodge this, there is to much work We'll drive slaves station to station Broken tears land on many heads Where are our Hollywood Fantasies? Trains may crash and land on beds But passengers still dream of Fake Tragedies Why is everyone transferring to this cult? We're ditching all of the endless possibilities

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[6] RION12 16-Jan-05/5:46 PM Reply

Do you really think Hollywood is that fake?

[n/a] Blindpoetry › RION12 16-Jan-05/6:02 PM Reply

Actually.
More than it is for Hollywood. It's about kids who think their life is crap.

Fake Tragedies... tears on heads, sweating for ideas, on many heads. cult of fake shit. endless possibilities limited by wanting something less.

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[7] Dovina 16-Jan-05/6:13 PM Reply

They named Hollywood after what they thought was holly. It was not holly, but a look-alike, the toyan bush, which also has red berries at Christmas time. Hollywood's been a fake ever since. And use spellcheck!

[n/a] Blindpoetry › Dovina 16-Jan-05/6:52 PM Reply

toyanwood...
yikes.

[1] cheese.doodles 14-Mar-07/3:05 PM Reply

Your irritating rhyme scheme makes this nearly unreadable.

[n/a] Blindpoetry › cheese.doodles 14-Mar-07/7:04 PM Reply

I might have given your comment a thought two years ago.