
Died and it hurt me bad
a good dude died, and it hurt more
than when my blood father passed away, who was not so good a lot of times
a good dude died man, I thought he
would live forever
homie was always in a good mood,
my step dad friend.
never heard him say a bad thing or do a bad thing to anyone
a good dude died and I wept,
i hear about people dying some times, people I know,
And
it has little effect on me usually, some of them were not very good
But damn, I will always see him doing yard work, to buy money for
weed, until I expire i guess, he smoked that shit a lot
a good dude died and it hurt me in worse way, didn't think it would
a good dude died and i could see the sadness in his friends eyes at the funeral
a good dude died and will be missed
and that's saying a lot.
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