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How It Feels To Be Stalked By a Serial Killer and Have No One Care

how many people in your life that have been murdered? probably none my grandfather was a war herp coma tosed to have his wife a cripple so i could run away scrambling from bs people for the rest of my life 11 tragic deaths in my life, my family and friends and their family and friends dropping like flies the bills sent for the ambulance ride leave me wondering why did you even bother come to pretend to save my life to wake me up and send me out the door without being able to thank the people who just kept me alive 4 suicides, and im the lucky one to survive mine 4 murders have taken place in my life and three tragic accidents i have no idea what it would belike to see my family smile theyre all dead nothing but bs people come to watch me cry who dont know who i am never talk to me and have no time for someone like me off i go back to the hospital for more poison and brag about malpractice my stomache that cant digest any thing without pain or discomfort but hey off your meds i can finally achieve an ******** love music by the way the terrorist psychological attack with my name on it offering me reason after reason to cry what do i need another excuse to hate you the politicians i cant contact the police force harassing me breaking my door down to ransack stalking me to hand out tickets breaking my nose afer a hostage situation and its the bs people who tell me trying to kill myself was the right thing the military doesn't care but make things happen over night love watching you walk around in your underwear at my pity party to be happy for you but im not im jealous i hate you for it your bs people like these poetry sites with no clue nice poem huh? what a read.... go die maybe after i get crippled they will have the heart to shoot me but i doubt it been raped, and tortured, and drugged, and beat by police, and held hostage to be cyber stalked and have my accounts compromised off and on and off and on for 13 years go kill yourself war pig loser nation what do you want me to say? i know why people drop bombs now i truly do put me in a tank and suck my d ick existance is my enemy anyway i hope he quits bothering to live screw you face book and twitter is a terrorist organisation go ask microsoft

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Date: 4/1/2011 1:19:00 PM
Very moving tale of the tragedies wrought in your life and equally worded with touchy expressions, Troy
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Date: 4/1/2011 11:40:00 AM
Love It, pure raw and uninhibited, finally someone sees and feels like me
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