The Price of Death-Robert Price

Hey little bro man, I miss you so man I try to come to terms and I try to understand Why were you taken from us? you didnt deserve it Your memory I preserve it and the world...? I still unnerve it If you could only see how your death affected us We aren't the same as we were, your death infected us Nobodys talking now its fights upon fights We lost all our sights and this isn't right You were the glue that held us together as one If you could see what we've become, you'd be undone A family no more , just sour and sore Anger and grief just seem to lead up to more Hurtful words spread like a plague from within We've lost our way, not a chance of winnin This ain't spinnin a tale for the sake of a rhyme These are true to life facts your death was a crime