Sometimes people can fuck up
People judge but they don’t know the close-up
X was murdered when he was barely a grown up.
He had many incredible dreams
To one day break it into the extremes
But now he’ll never live to relive the sun beams.
Unfortunately, he had to pay the biggest price
Losing him feels like my heart is solid ice
May X’s soul rest in paradise.
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Author:
Cheyenne Smith (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My poem about artist XXXTentacion who was sadly killed at aged 20 in June 2018.
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Comments1
may he rest in peace
RIP
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