It started off as a glimpse of ray lights
dancing through a breach.
The murk of a foggy night starts to ingress.
Some say it’s just a stationary feeling
of weakness, even a Grinch.
Closer to an edge, how pitiful it is.
Maybe a grip, come what may,
a birth of hope’ll soon come true.
The darkness inside me may further ado.
A flicker of hope for a mysterious knight,
who knows who,
to come to rescue me, make my light through.
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- Reminisce
- You Cannot Always Do it Alone
- I Planned to be a Planner
- Broad
- Long Way
- Take My Hand
- Complicated Mystery
- Flashes of Calm
- Attack on Titan Reaction
- Random Beauty
- Speaking of Games
- The Bigger Picture
- Enamored With Figures
- I Feel Sorry For
- Kinda Weird
- Wide Range and Contrast
- A Life Without Music
- Light ‘Em Up
- Find Me
- Help Me Help You
- What To Say