Dear Kayle, it's been two weeks that you're gone,
I'm already missing those mornings with you, watching dawn,
Is the League fun ? I heard that even if you die, you respawn,
I hope you're fine, my heart with this letter goes on,
I read about some weird girl called Diana,
And a human goat throwing bananas,
Did I mention mom has now a pet, an iguana ?
I hope you'll answer me, with love, Morgana
Dear Kayle, three months and still no answer,
While this time, mom got a cancer,
She wanted to see a last time,
Left the hospital in the night, no one forced her,
She's dead now, I have to be the announcer,
I think that now you're sublime,
Being alone here is like having a soapy wall to climb,
Dad suicided, I feel like this wall is full of grime
My dear sister, six months and not a word, I don't deserve it ?
Am I too much of a cry baby for you, miss perfect ?
You just can't know what being alone can inflict,
I wish you to get cancer, I hope your League to enter a conflict
This is the last letter I send to you, beautiful angel,
How could one know how an angel can be baleful ?
I hope to disgrace your race, to be the most baneful,
And trust me, beloved sister, I'll get your skull.
