He was my cousin and friend and his death was a damn shame.
But he decided to do drugs and he only had himself to blame.
78 months ago today, he drew his final breath.
He loved to party and he died because of Meth.
People tried to convince him to stop doing drugs but we were bound to fail.
He died six and a half years ago today and if you do Meth, you'll die as well.
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randyjohnson71 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Dedicated to John W. Brown (1970-2019) who died on June 3, 2019.
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Another write to commemorate a death. Well written
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