Jem Is My Hologram
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Last published Wed, May 25, 2016
Saturday night it's show time I say to myself while I put on my facepaint and my outfit like the rest of the band , finally I've come this far but I still am not rich for some reason I just wish I could find out why but I can't worry about that now I have a show to put on. Until.....I hear our manager saying that we couldn't perform to all of our fans and I bet it had something to do with the money lies all lies I had to tell the girls, but what would I tell them that
" we're broke!" Or
" we've been robed!" No that will just make them go nuts. But what can I say I didn't have any proof but I just felt it in my gut something isn't right.
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