All my life i have tried to be the one that did the right thing trying to better this life and it just seems like i have had no success or impact at all. So as of this moment i quit, i am giving up, life just does'nt seem worth it eney more there is nothing left that matters, nothing is left for me to strive for. My kids are now lost to me no women to love just the feelings that got lost at sea remain and there is no more angels calling down from above. I realize now that it must be me that is rong with this world i mean everyone can't be rong when all they say is i have lived this life far to long. There is no one left out there for me no one that will love me so now i pray to what ever that exsists high above to take these now black feathers in exceptance of what once was the wings of a single white dove.
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