So new, and finished even then before it started in its life. Hearts broken, mostly my own, and ink covered the crevasses refusing to let go. This is the ballad for the lost ones, whether bent, torn, smeared, destroyed, or burnt, we've all been there. There's another cheek to turn for just that...

So, if you didn't understand any of that, I don't blame you, that was just a small poem for fun. Anyway, ya, that happened, but I guess...What are ya gonna do sometimes, ya know?

Anyway, never lose hope! See you later!

     ~FictionalYT