Saw you sleeping under the bridge
In our hometown
Where I felt out of place
That night
So I went for a ride
Funny to meet again here
In this discarded place
Our frequent haunt
Where we would talk
and smoke pot
And the water was so close
A calm, steady noise
And you seemed happy then
What fucked you up?
Was it present then
A dark voice in your head
And you disappeared
Now you don't sing anymore
You're not Kurt Cobain
You never were
And that's okay
You really were a friend to me
And I hope wherever you are
You feel free
And you are safe
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