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Tomorrow Never Is
THE PAIN INSIDE ME INTENSIFIES AS I REMINISH ON THE MEMORY I HAVE BECOME. DISAPPOINTMENT, HEARTACHE, ADDICT, ALONE, A FAILURE TO A BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER AND SON. A JOURNEY FOR PEACE, WHEN ALL OTHERS HAVE LOST FAITH, LOST ON THIS LONELY ROAD. WANTING ONLY TO DISCOVER LOVE, HAPPINESS, A PLACE TO BE HELD, A PLACE TO CALL HOME. HATRED BOILS INSIDE ME, CHAOS RUNS WILD, DEATH BECOMING THE ONLY ANSWER I CAN CONTIPLATE. I MYSELF HAVE CREATED THIS HELL, I MYSELF WILL COMMIT SUICIDE, I MYSELF I HAVE BECOME TO HATE. LOST, DESERTED, FORBIDDEN TO FIND LOVE, I LONG TO BE HELD, TO SMILE ONCE AGAIN. THE MOST SADISTIC PRAYER OF ALL, ASKING MY SAVIOR TO ALLOW LAUGHTER WITHIN THIS MAYHAM OF SIN. FALLING ASLEEP AT NIGHT WISHING TO NOT AWAKE, I ONLY WANT DEATH, TO NO LONGER FEEL PAIN. I HAVE CREATED THIS LIFE, THIS HELL, I HAVE LOST MY SANITY, YES I AM INSANE. I FEEL NUMB, THE HEARTACHE HAS BROKE MY SOUL, I NO LONGER WILL TRY. LIVING IS NO LONGER AN OPTION, IM SORRY, I HAVE NOTHING TO LIVE FOR, TOMORROW I DIE.
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