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THE CURSE OF BETTE CRAWFORD

 
  
  
 

 

 

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THE CURSE OF BETTE CRAWFORD
(Kyrielle)

In her life she's seen better days
Than later ones all shrouded gray
So far is but her curse and sadly shame!
Missing so much,she's in the name of fame!

She wakes up half-dead each morn...
Trapped by greed and power that stings,
knowing so well, that she's the only one to blame!
Missing much in the name of fame!

She wasn't bound to live a normal life
Love wounded her so deep like a thousand knife...
Did, her passion had been consumed  by flames
Missing so much she's in the name of fame!!


Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2004









THE CURSE OF BETTE CRAWFORD


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