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Greenhouse, Seattle, nineteen ninety four,

When you lay lifeless on that cold, cold floor.

You went out in a blaze of glory,

Yes, i've read your story and the

Letter that you left

Saying you'd rather burn than fade,

I was only a kid in the history you made.

Wish i could've understood,

But maybe it's just better left the past.

I'm sure it was great while it did last.

Hairspray queen; the grunge god -

My guess is jesus wanted you for a sunbeam.