Jonathan Dufour

There was once a man that was caught in a breeze,

Bent on making true every one of his dreams,

He lost the trail of crumbs somewhere along the way,

And found he never loved anyone anyway,

He was a lonely man that just followed the curb,

On the road of life that he deemed obsurd,

He knew that no way out could get him outside,

So he shrivelled up and gave up all hope inside,

He is a lonely man that just lost everything,

His wife, his house, his kids

Absolutely everything,

He was a lonely man that was bent on revenge,

And hunted those he hated until the very end,

He lost the noble spark that gave him his edge,

Instead he grew crazy and bent on revenge,

He lost the only love that he could ever have,

So he did some things that were evil and bad,

He became a lost soul that just roamed around the earth,

Ruthless and gruesome, putting bodies in the dirt,

A dirty little demon that fell into a well,

Cause every drop of blood he spilt sent his soul to hell,

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