27 Club
born with a fierce urge
to create
to express
to emote
soul gifts that pour into the body
and must be released
you cannot imagine the driving force
that impels them
exposes them
and the risks they will take
a rare and precarious existence
the pure creative expression
of sensitive souls easily abused
they burn brightly
then burn out
2+7=9
the number of completion
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