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This poem is for the princes that fell. Once dreamed of erebors Heaven but they only found hell
Kili Fili, we're the names their wore with pride, unknowing that it was their last sight
One brother fell for the Elven maid. But after his death, she just cried and said:
"If this is love I do not want it" but the flame in her heart was already lit
The durin brothers fought for gold, but when the goal was reached, their body's were cold
"We'll promise we come home" The brothers unknowingly lied. Now Their Mother grieved and cried