The Last

Yes…

Tarra is gon…

She’s never coming back…

Not even to earth…

Uncontrolled substance…

Mind corrupted…

Its a shame…

We…

Could have been more…

Tarra’s gon…

Her body went on tour…

I remember how she grew up. Bright and green… I personally hand picked her from a garden of treachery. I had her at home write next to me. I couldn’t ever forget her distinctive Eurasian beauty. She migrated for greatness to North America. She powered out of control. She couldn’t handle the fast city lifestyle. She could not handle her…..

Every man or woman that controlled her. Damaged her! I had love for her and had great plans for her. Tarra was also a secret healer mistreated by dealers and spiritual cleansers.

I messed up…

I can admit….

When she yearned for me the most…..

I turned my back on it…

Her….

Tarra’s gon and she is never coming back like bad drugs. I should of protected her more. I should have bottled up her once bright green leaves. They soon found her lifeless body with traces of heroin in her system.

This story…

Is the end of a….

Verry Verry narrow road….

Tarra’s gon………….

I have no one to grow….

 

R.I.P

T..T.. C…