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suicide
he idolized the ginuwine//
singin high of clementine// head held high, tearful eyes// holdin the nine next to his mind// u missed the signs, all in his rhymes// played blues notes live, lost his prize// lost his will, he barely tries// not real wise, thinks it's better to die// verbal cries, his life's a lie// hid his feelins behind disguise// spent his time gettin high// filty guy, drinkin wine// snortin lines, never dined// on the outside this man looks perfectly fine// but the cop rushed to find// a lifeless body that lies// on my bed, that ressembles mine// |
nice shit very hot continue 2 do da damn thang ight shawtie
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hot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111
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This was not that good. It was too simplistic, hardly any imagery, and no kind of emotion. I think you could of did better.
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i think it was pretty good there was a few areas to elevate but nothing is perfect so keeep it comin iight.........
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