Dear dead ones

Dear dead ones who used to be loved ones I woke up today and decided I will write you a letter I don't know how to feel better but anyway to me every day feels just like any other day I do from time to time think about you and I wonder how it would be if you were still around Certainly L.town ain't the same seriously 95 was a bad year since you Ali was taken away on a particular Friday stabbed in the neck following year it was Biza shot in the head dead at a tender age can you imagine the rage Dear dead ones who used to be loved ones i hope this letter finds you well wether in heaven or hell they say it helps to talk so i let my pen speak tears sometimes flow ,i feel every tear , honestly i hate feeling like this but again i lost two of my sistaz and the pain cuts deeper i wish i can say i feel better Tembela hows life there connie arent you scared i know the dead cant speak but i cant help it to wonder maybe those who are six feel under feel the thunder Dear dead ones who used to be loved ones i hope this letter finds you well wether in heaven or hell mama is it true that there is heaven you should know coz women like you become angels when they depart from this realm of time how is the realm of immortals the heavenly dwellers i miss you more each day i do pray and remenisce your impact is plain to see rest my queen i will meet you in my dreams