The Story Of A Sad Man: The endless gloom. [POEM1]
The sadman sits all alone, as gohstly tears curcle him. His house so cold that everything seems frozen in time. The sad man lights a smoke, too weak to hold on, the stick falls to the ground, the embers burn out immediatly on impact. The sad man withers in a deep depression.His son haunts him daily, for each week the sad man has to remind the son of the inccodent that lead to his death. Such guilt for any one to carry, the sad man falls deeper into missery. The blood of his son on his hands. The sad man only finds one way to end all of this, and that is to end himself.
Here I will explain music, sub culture, and my own personal life.
About Me
- Fuzzy Machine
- My name is Dion Williams (A.K.A. Fuzzy Machine). I find my self kindled by the fashion, music and life style of the average industrialist. I leaned onto this life style, just to give it a peak and I found my self being swallowed whole. I know this is where I belong. And I know this is where I'll stay. So that I am, amongst the many, just another RivitHead.
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