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We can have some more. Nature is a whore. Bruises on the fruit. Tender age in bloom.

Nirvana

Polly wants a cracker. I think I should get off her first. I think she wants some water to put out the blow torch.

Nirvana

My favorite inside source, I’ll kiss your open sores. I appreciate your concern. You’re gonna stink and burn.

Nirvana

And I’m living off of grass and the drippings from the ceiling. It’s okay to eat fish ’cause they don’t have any feeling.

Nirvana

The lady whom I feel maternal love for cannot look me in the eyes but I see hers and they are blue and they cock and twitch and masturbate.

Nirvana

We passed upon the stairs. We spoke of was and when although I wasn’t there. He said I was his friend. Which came as a surprise. I spoke into his eyes. I thought you died alone a long long time ago.

Nirvana

Load up on guns, bring your friends. It’s fun to lose and to pretend. She’s over-bored and self-assured. Oh no, I know a dirty word.

Nirvana

In the sun, in the sun, I feel as one. In the sun, in the sun married, buried.

Nirvana

Hate me. Do it and do it again. Waste me Rape me, my friend.

Nirvana

He’s the one who likes all our pretty songs and he likes to sing along and he likes to shoot his gun but he don’t knows not what it means.

Nirvana

Come as you are, as you were as I want you to be.

Nirvana

Teenage angst has paid off well. Now, I’m bored and old, self-appointed judges judge more than they have sold.

Nirvana

I’m so lonely, that’s okay, I shaved my head and I’m not sad and just maybe I’m to blame for all I’ve heard, but I’m not sure. I’m so excited, I can’t wait to meet you there and I don’t care.

Nirvana

I laughed and shook his hand and made my way back home. I searched for foreign land for years and years I roamed.

Nirvana

Some fear none. Wouldn’t it be fun?

Nirvana

Let me clip dirty wings. Let me take a ride, cut yourself. Want some help, please myself.

Nirvana

Take your time, hurry up. Choice is yours, don’t be late. Take a rest as a friend. As an old memoria.

Nirvana

What else should I be? All apologies. What else could I say? Everyone is gay. What else could I write? I don’t have the right. What else should I be? All apologies.

Nirvana

Here we are now, entertain us. I feel stupid and contagious.

Nirvana