27 Club

Location

Joplin, Hendrix

Huge talents with a vengeance

On themselves, but why?

Did they really have to die?

tortured souls, though, lo and behold, so-

- amazing they couldn't see, no.

Their impact for generations

Their musical penetrations

Into the minds, and ears, of many for years.

Only to result in tears.

 

Oh-but wait, don't forget- Cobain

In Utero, his future though

Simply wasn't his time to go

Guess Courtney's Love wasn't enough

Always wanted to join that club.

 

Amy cheated herself to no good

went back to black like she knew she would

But that voice, set of pipes, the girl had it all

talent alone couldn't turn her from alcohol.

From the drugs- to warped love.

Success wasn't enough.

Now she's latest of many, in 27 Club.

 
 

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