RIP for Steveie.....
Many times I drift here for it is not of fear
I often look for you in the darkness I know you are near,
You went so fast before I could say good by
I have finally got to the point to face another day,
We went through so much but us meeting was not just luck
You were my true brother even though we had a different mother,
So now it is up to you to ride in the wind
because there we have something to finish another day,
When its my time to go will you meet me there
You know you can remember me by my long hair,
Even though you were so young you knew we had our fun
I was your right hand man all the way to your end,
So brother at least be happy I hear you sometimes laughing in the wind,
And remember me my brother because one day we will be together riding again.......
inkmaster
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