Theye not lovers
Only brothers
When one came home
The other had yet to roam
Together they were strong
Yet one wanted to destroy there bond
They were the best tag team
Constantly using each other to burn off steam
Over the countless years
There would be many forgotten tears
The hyper loud one
Was the opposite of the cold distant last son
One became the leader of the town
The other clapped and boasted about his friends crown
They grew apart
But stayed friends from the start
The leaders body became weak
The distant one promised not to be bleak
The hyper ones laughter slowly ended
And Their friendship slowly mended
On that very cold day
The hyper young soul was whisked away
And The distant one had nothing left to say
He grew tired of being alone
Always starring at the gravestone
The sky beckoned him to follow
And hed see his brother tomorrow
A empty poison bottle hit the floor
But he didn't care anymore
After all a bond with a brother can never be broken
Only words of love and hate can be spoken
They were buried side be side
But their spirit never died