Date: 4-11-2026
Brody's p.o.v
Lavender perfume
It smells like an angel's spirit
Even now I avoid watching the sunset
Visions of you hit me like a wrecking ball
Echoes replace the songs that you used to sing, the words that you used to tell me a lot
Nameless you remain tiny particles of matter
Only heaven knows when you will rise up from the ground
Water drops make a little trickling sound in your honor
Every hour and year that passes by is bittersweet
Even if your absence outweighs your presence, grace overshadows your memory
Peace
It smells like an angel's spirit
Even if history messes up
Rest high on that mountaintop
Crimson rose
Epic and legendary tragic hero of mine
