to hold it dear, i need to revere
those sunny days were so severe
but in the december weeks
i return to memory for peace
just something to distill me
i balance it out by breathing in
my grit knows no bounds
my fate will not forgive
i shot the arrow
to the heart of the sun
i regret the arrow
i didnt expect you to get shot
i didnt even try to surmise
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 3:34 PM UTC
to hold it dear, i need to revere
those sunny days were so severe
but in the december weeks
i return to memory for peace
just something to distill me
i balance it out by breathing in
my grit knows no bounds
my fate will not forgive
i shot the arrow
to the heart of the sun
i regret the arrow
i didnt expect you to get shot
i didnt even try to surmise
