Why would you call me a loser? Did I lose faith? A handwritten letter from me, that says, how do you do, and no one caught on, so I was left standing here, like an idiot, speaking out into the void, wasn`t sure who was reading this, does it excite the senses?

　　Anyways, he went home,

　　Walked that winding trail, but he tripped, fell into the abyss, it was normal, a good show, an echo from a distance, a third thing,If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement.

　　And he cried, it has yet to become difficult, but does hell exist? I assure you it does, but the spirit is immortal, I`ll falter, I swear to you, that I`m clean, nothing`s on me, but you`re kind of dirty, yeah, but its what comes out that day, maybe, you could, give me, a first taste,

　　Some water, some wine, an alchemist, and a poet,

　　A you wouldn`t have known it,

　　But the seeds have been sown, not all of it,

　　So we`ve come here, a tale, a fear, an old man, and a spear,

　　A safety check, and an I don`t know,

　　But I think I dropped it.