R.I.P

Shit, Peter I'm sorry bro I know what it's like, losing a brother it's an uphill fight, But don't lose sight, family, sanity, reality, all there, I can feel your thousand yard stare. good days, bad days, days inbetween, sitting with your brother picturing the scene. drinking, smoking, choking on your tears, this is one of your greatest fears. Stay strong brother I am still here, The final muskateer, shit let's grab a beer. Now listen closely, can your hear his name, an angel he became, it's a damn shame. micheal can you here us crying out your name, hurting with the pain. damn brother you made us proud, loudest in the crowd. never be forgotton now that is the truth, shit god just give us the proof. everyday is easier that I promise you, good days, bad days, days inbetween... relax brother smoke more green. As the days pass, memory lives on, I can you see you in your son. Tillydrone we come from, Michael was your name, rest in peace brother there is no more pain