How I long for death sometimes. I am old,tired, forsaken, and alone. No one understands or cares. Too many years, too many people lost. Pain and madness take a little more from me every day. And the more my eyes open to the abuse people have put me through unknowing over the years, the more I feel betrayed. Looking back it seems that I fought my
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