This is something I wrote after playing with the concert band at my school graduation ceremony.
for him. wherever he may be.
I glance down at the sword in my hand.
My first poem, I think they are awful, but decided to publish c:
You realize now that those words were true.
mental hospital musings.
That’s what they told you yesterday.
We’ll never win.
A heart that craves rejection.
Gabilliam lyrics. R&R?