Gravefield town, Just as its name,
Where old folks succumb to the endless flow of time,
And where the young’s blazing heart wither day by day.

Gravefield town,
Welcome me with its brutal winter,
With my foot set on its soil,
Set an eternal resting place for my youthful heart.

Gravefield town,
Buries me with its gloom,
Buries me with its blizzard,
Buries me in the forever spinning cycle of boredom.

Gravefield town,
Where people become automated,
Where every route seems alike,
Where I first met my exquisite snowflake.

Gravefield town,
A place of long-forgotten hopes and dreams,
Ignite the first spark in our destined bond.

P/s: This is a theme poem for my upcoming stupid story, so it makes no sense lol.