]☆ Even now, blue resides Even now, blue remains clear No matter the prayers or words Though they draw near, they never reach It's like a quiet love In the summer-like colors running down my cheeks The words that curse you are stuck in the back of my throat ]☆
Call me Nary, Eggiff, Bryan, list goes on He/They (at this point can just be any pronoun, I don't mind)