There was once a boy who had a shield:
three fourths of his heart.
He ran around knight to night,
just trying to fight.
Not much later his heart was a traitor,
and he gave his shield to his savior.
She then used it, never abused it,
and passed it on to someone who used it.
Now I have the shield, use it to not feel,
whatever people throw back at me.
Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 8:21 PM UTC
There was once a boy who had a shield:
three fourths of his heart.
He ran around knight to night,
just trying to fight.
Not much later his heart was a traitor,
and he gave his shield to his savior.
She then used it, never abused it,
and passed it on to someone who used it.
Now I have the shield, use it to not feel,
whatever people throw back at me.