Murder Me

by Sharmyne   Nov 29, 2008


I Dont Want To Go As I Heard Her Say As She Held Your Life Less Body. You Smiled But You Got Taken So Quick. Murder Me Is What She Said To The Cops But The Lord Won't Blast Them. Murder Me Please He Is A Child In The Lords Eyes. Only 20 Years old and yet he got murder for something he didn't do now tell me why a young native has to die.
If only you knew is what she could say he was my only brother that taught me real lil crow girls dont cry. Trippin on something that aint real as he paced his room little did he know he would not be home. I sat by the door all night and yet he didn't come. He would say nobody can stop me. Think of all the f-ed up sh** you saw but sh**you dont know what i am going through. But back in may was the last time for him in the world but if the early bird gets the worm then why you trippin.
If its true I hope you can be born again.

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