The heavens can look at me and say that I have tried
Meaningless worry eats at my mind
I cast aside my spear, and instead with my pen fight
Not time nor place call heal me so
I have decayed and fallen
Like bloodstained snow.
6d ago
May 29, 2026 at 12:37 AM UTC
The heavens can look at me and say that I have tried
Meaningless worry eats at my mind
I cast aside my spear, and instead with my pen fight
Not time nor place call heal me so
I have decayed and fallen
Like bloodstained snow.