Rockstars dying young,
short lives of glory
in the fast lane of rock.
Going out with a bang,
Like fireworks exploding,
illuminating the night skies.
The cost of rockstar fame,
higher than they imagined,
paying with their lives.
Bob Boyd
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Rockstars dying young,
short lives of glory
in the fast lane of rock.
Going out with a bang,
Like fireworks exploding,
illuminating the night skies.
The cost of rockstar fame,
higher than they imagined,
paying with their lives.
Bob Boyd