Letter To My Enemy
A friend is not necessarily attatched to a soul
Because a friend's heart is as black as coal
Friends are close enemies he said
I never knew it would be the reason he is dead
His best friend betrayed him many times
He wouldn't know because of her crimes
The day he was pronounced, everyone cried
Mom, Kurt Donald Cobain died.
The world was shaken as much as told
The weather became a bit more cold
I only ask what happened to your brain?
Whoever killed Kurt Cobain.
Working was a debt
Everything dry was wet
The Heart Shaped Box was closed
And a murderer somewhere posed.
They lost a brother
They wouldn't gain another
Another depressing story
Another lost in glory
Lyrics mean nothing without chords
but hate is all I had towards
I will never be sane,
Whoever killed Kurt Cobain.
His child was left with nothing but a note
His wife was left with nothing but his quotes
But somewhere along she must have known
Because right after, her brains flight had flown
Death is not to blame
Unless his is the life you claimed
I swear it will never be the same,
Whoever killed Kurt Donald Cobain.
Copyright © Nicole Poet | Year Posted 2016
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