The magic, the noise, the solitude,

Could never break the prison.

Written on its walls are,

the stories of our youth.

Life has made us hard,

Chains pulling us in ever which way.

If for a brief moment we find beauty,

It is a terrible deed,

For we know the truth.

Our ventures into the dark have made us stronger,

Although only at the cell level.

Our unit lost its touch,

And now it's just us,

But not we.

I wish you only happiness,

Because I know that you deserve it.

Have a wonderful journey,

May it be smooth and marvelous.

To this,

I say,

To you, my ever faithful friend.