R.I.P JOSE MANUEL PEREZ

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THIS POEM WAS WRITTEN FOR A DEAR FRIEND WHO WAS MURDERED ON HIS WAY TO FOOTBALL PRACTICE A MONTH AND A HALF AGO

R.I.P JOSE MANUEL PEREZ

I WAKE UP EVERY MORNING KNOWING YOU WONT BE THERE 
I EVEN CATCH MYSELF LOOKIN TO SEE IF YOUR IN YOUR CHAIR 
YOU WERE THE ONE I ALWAYS WENT TO WHEN I HAD A BAD DAY 
I EVEN WENT TO YOU WEN I WASNT GETTING MY WAY 
YOU WERE THE ONE I CRIED TO WHEN SOMETHING WAS GOING WRONG 
YOU ALWAYS CHEERED ME UP EVEN WITH THOSE STUPID SONGS
YOUR GONE NOW AND IT HURTS SO MUCH CUZ NO 1 CAN EVER TAKE YOUR PLACE 
WHY DID GOD BRING ME TO THIS WORLD IT SEEMS LIKE SUCH A WASTE
I LOVE YOU FOOL CUZ YOU WERE THE ONE I ADORE FUCK THIS SHIT I CANT WRITE ANYMORE

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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