Headstones Of Dying Flowers [PART1]
Yes it hurt, Yet at the same time it didn't mater.
I was so broken before and now I'm totaled.
I was so lost in emotion no one should feel.
And the smell of flowers now turn my stomach, I cant describe my hate for such an inanimate object.
To Love, Ha! Just a curse in which I have been freed of.
I smile at the dying flowers because soon they'll be gone.
Every moment with her shines only through a scar, That could easily be covered by a sleeve.
Is it her I despise or is it I? A question I no longer need to presue.
I've buried all the flowers and the hate still remains.
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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