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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A poet of the troubled soul A life on who the devil took his toll A happy bouncing bundle of joy Who turned into an angry stepson boy Dear Boddah, will you be my friend? And always will until the end? Ma hates pa and pa hates ma Everyone's sad, nobody calls I don't know why I like to cry Where do people go when they die? I've been to church I've been to school Nobody obeys the golden rule I can hear you when you laugh My dear turtle friend Is on his back Nobody wants to help him out All I can do is scream and shout If empathy is my best gift I'll use it wise and hold my lip But I'm only human Stuck in a rut Now I string my guitar with catgut A generation new to earth Longs for heaven since their birth Boys and girls stand in line To hear Kurt sing, moan, and cry Why was I born in a world so cruel? I feel so stupid Am I a fool? I went out back one April day To lay myself in my grave One last shout out for my best friend Boddah, will your wisdom lend? Should I live or should I die? Or Boddah is your knowledge dry? One last chance to save my life I turn on the tube and see Barney Fief He says that life is one big joke And all I can do is on a shotgun choke Some say he was selfish And selfishness was his final act He served himself And his heart was black But I don't want to blame Kurt Cobain I don't know if I'd do the same Cause I don't know what I would do If I had walked in his shoes The first time I saw Kurt Cobain I got up to dance but didn't get the chance To tell him I loved him And to throw down his guns Now he's gone Life goes on Little darlin', here comes the sun As for me I don't know what happened to Kurt Cobain Where does he go when it rains? But I know if he doesn't have faith on Judgment Day He will meet with a gloomy fate For the rest of us Who live on earth Who are drafted into this war By our birth We must fight on And throw down our guns And give our lives to the One Who died to set the captives free And if we believe, eternity This life is war And not pretend Come as you are And get cleansed from sin Jesus is the only way We are mere jars of clay Who need salvation Free and clean There is more to life Than what is seen I hope to see you there one fine day Now come to life And let us pray
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