As a friend, as an old enemy

As a friend, as an old enemy

Sometimes I hear Memoria,

echoing from my troubled past,

through a consciousness portal

the expression is immortal

the songs of life burnt too fast.

Angels are occasionally trampled,

when sharing heartfelt lullabies,

but their song resignates

over all past mistakes

and their spirit never truly dies.

for kurt cobain(1967-1994)

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