For Kevin’s No Theme… Friday? 10.04.24

Silver screen, velvet rope
Diamond dreams, little hope
Fiction draped in gilded lies
Neon halos over a veiled disguise
Stars shine through the heart that aches
Faces fade, a mask slowly flakes
Underneath, the echos nod
Behind the brutal truth of the grand facade
Stories spun on a celluloid thread
Haunted by words left unsaid
Fractured tales of a broken past
Ephemeral – the die is cast
A twisted path from stardom to fall
Illusion stands at the casting call
Hollywood will break the soul and mind
If fame is what you are trying to find
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