Kurt Cobain Poem by John Thorkild Ellison
Kurt Cobain
Before you tell me all your pain,
I think it's time for me to explain
That it isn't clever to be insane
And it doesn't make you interesting,
In fact it's really quite obscene
To wallow in your sick little scene
And then make out you've something to sell
In the squalid details of your private hell.
Do you know what I mean?
I never cared much for Kurt Cobain!
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4/26/2024 2:28:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sad... I never got into his music, but after reading a bio on him his life really stuck a cord with me