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People used to say stuff
 Both good and bad,
 Now when I look at them 
 I think there quite sad.
 I know she did drugs 
 And she liked the old crack,
 But that's no need to 
 Stab her in the back.
 she went through a lot, 
 I mean she did get bricked
 And she survived all the times
 When she got ****.
 she was only 18 
 she didn't deserve to die,
 But she's probably having a great time being up in the sky.
now well she is literally high
 her family seemed to love her
 And so did her friends, 
 None of us are going to 
 Forget any of her trends.
 People I know would flip her off,
 But now when they do it
 They had better have there fingers crossed, 
 Because at the end of the day 
 she died very young,
 And now when they say stuff
 The cat won't catch my tongue.
 I'll tell them what I think of them
 I'll tell them what I think 
 And if they've got a problem,
 They can reply within a blink.
 Down from the family
 Sounds by the streets
 We all miss you Olivia so-
 R.I.P
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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