Tenkashi Novice Poster
Joined: 19 Jun 2005 Posts: 18 Location: West LA
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Posted: Mon Jun 20, 2005 2:39 am Post subject: Dear Mike |
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Based on an actual letter writin to me before the author died.
Dear Mike,
These days go by slow and I can seem to find all the months we missed hangin out. Remember that day we stole that beer? that was funny running from that cop. Although these streets rot from poverty everyday I miss havin you around. This hospital is really bright. Everything is white. Sometimes i wake up and cant even open my eyes its an instant headache. The doctor says i dont have much time to live but the homies are tellin everyone im a soldier fightin for my life. Im trying to stay awake as much as possible i dont want to go asleep cause im afraid I wont wake up. My guilt hurts almost as much as when the knife was plunged into my stomach so many times. I got about 20 something tubes running into me and its pumping blood everywere through a bunch a machines. They cant figure out what was torn in my gut but I hear them sayng stuff like "not making it" or "its wierd". That kinda **** that makes you a bit uneasy. But I wanted to tell you im sorry before I go. The way i ran you away from everyone and everything. I dont blame you for robbiing that 7/11 that was my idea and I took the rap for that when they arrested me for drug posestion. Take care of my mom and my little sister. I feel bad I cant be hear to help out around home. Please get her outta the hood and to a better place in the world. Like maybe malibu like you and I talked about going there when we got older. I gotta go these pain pills are wearing off but there gonna get me a morphine hook up tomorrow haha wont that be fun. Ill miss you. Ive said my prayers and got right with god so ill be there with him soon homie. Stay outta the hood or youll end up this way man. I love you white boy. haha
Love and Misses,
Ricky B |
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