Miss My Bro's by phillip dalsing

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Miss My Bro's

when you remember the good times
you get sad and wonder why
why can't you have those good times anymore
wondering if the people you had those times with are felling the same- way
wanting to see your friends again
even the ones locked down in the pin
only being able to look out a twenty foot fence
i miss my bro's so deeply yo
i hope they even got to play in the snow
they are old but everyone likes to play in the snow
man i can't wait tell my bro's come home
i hope they are holdin there own
why they are lock down all alone
my bro's are my family for life
no matter what i will stand by thiere side
even if they are not on the outside
we family bro
don't worrie i got your thug love even know you are locked down
ma boys get treated like a stray dog in thiere
i know i've been there twice
the worth part is showering wit other guys
always wondering when you will reunite with your bro's
always wondering if they can make it on thiere own
i can't stand not seeing my friends
damn why the pin take them from me
well homie in time we will be chillin again
untill then i will send you maoney so you can get what you need in the-
pin
THUG LOVE TO MY BOYS WHO GOT STOLEN FROM ME BY THE PIN.

phillip dalsing

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Jenny Sar (3/20/2008 4:00:00 PM)
i know how you feel... no one want to be on a pin and i hope they can get out soon

Michael Gale (1/29/2008 6:58:00 PM)
Great poem. Yes indeed, the pen is not a real good place to end up.
I'd rather be in another place with bars and bar stools.
God bless all poets and writers and readers-MJG.

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