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.