Just like Kurt Cobain
Tasting Staley
Adjusting to Cornell
A.M. to F.M.
Splendor of unique sound
Hounds bark the tunes
CDs remind me
Creating a systematic
Shock of remorse
Where did the music go?
Under the radar
Abducted by Aliens
Little green men
Maybe women
I don't know
The current status
Of the world
Starts with a capital letter
Trombone an elastic
Centipede going into shock
Resenting divine life
Inhabiting a cult
A signal
To death worship
God's will
His' Answer
Is a sending of intervention angels
Trying to control
Will
Singular beings bent on loving Jove
The sounds
Must die
Along with a mortal melody
I'm aching to hear
Morrison
Pretty old Jim
Where did he go?
Under the ground
Circumcised in Paris
**** this life
Hate continues
To develop ploys
Designed to coax
Me into slumber
Without rifts
I dare not
Oblige
Such a dreadful request
It is ten
A hand hitting the six
And I dread the coming blues
What a horrible
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Without Fire
Stuck
In an
Angry chair
Needing Layne
Confirming Jerry
Echoing the zeppelin
Angel
From down under
Contracting a disease
Without a cure
An antidote
Begging for hope
Gone upon
Crushing winds
Dooming blows
I remember
Their songs
Could them memories live again?
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