Day dreamingly…
Imported from SF2 with no description.
Beneath a bed of unsure
Lies a heart still pure
Body broken, unwell, & a shell of what once was fine
A broken story, interesting in progression, became mine
Unwanted, I hold it near
Sometimes, it can shed a tear
Nothing too surprising
The eyes are blurry these days, though still hypnotizing
Tomorrow, for me, never mentions yesterday
The present is happily, in the way