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Our Loss Is Heaven's Gain

(in reference to Lamar "L-Boogie" Featherston) Constantly, does it leave on My mind, a mental strain Everytime, I think of how you died, in vain Upon leaving your mark here, a hard to get out stain It's funny, for I never knew you were in pain Yet, outside My window, down came the Rain How it hurts, that I'll NEVER, see you, Again

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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