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Ode to TBoy


--^--^--^--^--^------- Beep..... Silence But his beat still lives on Inside us It’s terrible how tragedy No...Wait A damn near catastrophe So unexpectedly Hits us And now we're forced to sit and deal With our stupidity But why? Such a harmless soul Making his gold Legitimately The one true epitome Of Gods Son So while we wait To see his face On Judgment Day When God comes down To open up the pearly white gates Do not let his death be a waste By focusing on sadness, rage, and hate But remember the legacy he left behind Live life to the fullest Inspire others And give yourself for the ones you love ~R.I.P TBoy~
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