Having watched the final of the X- Factor, a british talent show, this week, I felt so sorry for the losers.
Image via Wikipedia – A past winner of the X factor.
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The acts would stand upon the stage,
Desire for fame being all the rage.
They’d sing out songs of yesteryear
And bring from us nostalgic tears.
Hope would fill each tender heart
As all their joy they would impart.
The urge to win beyond control,
So desperate are they to reach their goal.
But only one wins prize so grand,
And soon becomes much in demand.
The others must leave by stage door,
Their lives going on much as before.
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Christine Ramsay 16.12.10
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