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they were all 15

when they spoke their last words

my juggalo family

with cries still unheard

they were more than just friends

they were family to me

and i know it wasnt suicide

im gunna find you, and make you bleed

your gunna feel the pain i felt

im gunna have you crien on your knees

sam was like my sister

we were lovers with a twist

i know she didnt do it

it was you that slit her wrist

rabbit was my brother

he was all i ever had

he was like the world to me

he was closer than my dad

poison was another

you put a gun to his fucking head

you put me through so much pain

now you'll wish you were dead

bobby didnt drown

you suffocated him yourself

then threw him in the water

you fucken put me through hell

spike and Kat were like bloods to me

born on the same damn year

if they lived they be 18

a juggalo family

we grew together for years

seperated with death

reunited with tearts!