Monday, February 23, 2004

2399 August 6 Kari: I was standing off-stage, when Breeze was shot, they wouldn't let me go to him, he lay there, bleeding; shots were going off all over the place, and Breeze was lying on the stage, bleeding to death. I heard screaming, and bullets, and more screaming, all I wanted was Breeze.

Security gathered together thier equipment and rushed to get to those onstage, and pull them to safety. It was too late, Breeze was dead. I collapsed, and held him, all the way to the hospital I stayed with what was left of my love. I looked for Eagle, Mercedes, I looked for Chardonnay, but she had been killed in March this year.

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