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