It may surprise to know that I was a fan of hers. Her sound, her way with a phrase, drew me back again and again. I knew of her public battles with love and drugs and alcohol, but I also hoped for her, that she might find redemption and help and a future.
But, in the end the 27 year old girl couldn't win at life. Or love.
She wrote:
Over futile odds,
And laughed at by the gods
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game.
Sad. Fame isn't enough.
ReplyDeleteI don't think fame was ever the need.
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