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Rock Star

He kept following his dreams Always being on different teams He wanted to be a rock star He wanted to go far So he learnt how to sing He would do anything Started off from being small Soon he would have it all He never thought it funny Managers used him for money The pressure was building up He decided he had enough They pushed him too far They burnt out the rock star So he flew up to high He ended up kissing the sky He fell back and crashed A shattered life was smashed The stories in the papers read He overdosed and was dead Now his music lives on longer His memory and art is stronger That is the curse of fame Where they profit from your name Where if you die one day They never let you fade away

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 8/11/2010 1:12:00 AM
the pressure of being a success, can be a torment, Chris, i like the sentiment here, excellent presentation look forward to reading more. Harry
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Date: 8/10/2010 6:30:00 AM
Another day of fasinating reading ahead of me I see. Thank you for sharing your poetry with us Chris. I enjoyed reading your poetry today. Wishing you the best always. Love, Carol
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