“My Brothers”
I miss you all with all my heart
I know you feel the same
Life takes us everywhere
So no one is to blame
I miss the way we use to fight
Have battles in the field
The day we all got so fucked up
Ole dude smoked banana peels
I miss the way we use to game
Where ever at any chance
My game of choice forever still
You know is Dragon Lance
Although we are so fare apart
I do know this the most
Until the day we meet again
We hold each other close
Written By
Edward Lee Palmer II
‘December 29, 2008’
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