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it's been 1 month since I've seen the horrid of a body laying on the ground in its own blood......
I was on the plane looking out the window at the clouds i would see ,jailed in my thoughts thinking about heaven and where is it if there is one......
now stop all that fake ass crying before I tell latimore you tried to smoke up ALL his weed.......
my arms was being held back by Sasha and monique.briyana then grabbed Craig's head and put his face in the toilet bowl that has his waste in it,but Evan tho they was holding me back I didn't stop fighting for my brother......
aye lil bitch if anything happens to my baby ima coming for you and your family.....
I had to be carefull about everything I said because I knew by the way he was talking that.....this place was rigged.....
I chocked the cierra bitch and she was in a very short coma.for 3 weeks to be exact.....
°I rather be dead and at peace then alive but still dead'
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