Brothers

Merle and Daryl poem thats not very good but here ya go

You were the one leaving once again,

Though I was the one walking away.

I was ready to lose you then,

Shirk the bitter words you always say.

I never wanted to say goodbye,

I never thought I’d ever crack.

But you had to go and die,

And I just want my brother back.

Author's Note

who knows
captcha was hellweed guess merle is here in spirit