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
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