though scars covered every inch of her body, she stood up.
Weapons for the lost. Strength for the weak. Hope for the grieving.
You and I, in this space together.
it is quiet. here, by myself. it is peace.
In this infinite place, I promise you forever.
I am the pilot of my own plane.
Smiling from the stars above.
you are so far away.
in these pages you left behind, your lyrics left unfinished, i will write the rest of your song.
is it beautiful up there?