lil homie

  Shattered but remains in the memories of yore

  Young friendships blossom and end so fast

  We can’t believe that our old friends

  Can be sad and lost and yearning for more

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  A harrowing story told of a struggling heroin addict

  Blossomed and bloomed in good hopeful moments

  Lost his art, lost his sound yet found a paradise in glass

  Learned a lot and had a blast

  Seemed to care about his craft

  He made a pipe for a dear old friend

  He said farewell, until the end

  Lost in the streets of ever lost

  Hoping to find his happily forever ending

  We can only hope to remember

  His lovely talent and lost friend