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Sometimes people can **** up People judge but they don’t know the close-up X was murdered when he was barely a grown up. He had many incredible dreams To one day break it into the extremes But now he’ll never live to relive the sun beams. Unfortunately, he had to pay the biggest price Losing him feels like my heart is solid ice May X’s soul rest in paradise.
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Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 1:50 PM UTC
Rest in peace XXXTentacion
Sometimes people can **** up People judge but they don’t know the close-up X was murdered when he was barely a grown up. He had many incredible dreams To one day break it into the extremes But now he’ll never live to relive the sun beams. Unfortunately, he had to pay the biggest price Losing him feels like my heart is solid ice May X’s soul rest in paradise.
A poem after the death of my boyfriend’s favourite artist.
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Sep 2, 2019
Sep 2, 2019 at 1:50 PM UTC
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