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dramitic reading (suicide note)
written by SilentScreamsofDeath03:29 AM 9/22/04There's something as living to long... living that's nothing else as not dying, the death in sight.
Meeting death but being to afraid to greet hem, to go and drink a beer with him.
I want to take my time for him, as i did for all my other friends...
My friends... Which friends? I had many, too many fake friends, friends who didn't want to help me. I had some friends, people where i didn't had to wear a mask.
i was born to late... "a remnant of something that is past"... a dream that's over.
When i woke i saw the world like it is... Cold, and scaringly bright. each bad thing blown up in a way that overshadowed every, non-existing, good thing.
I can't live anymore in a world without goodness, without gratefulness, without joy...
Without love.
I fought, my whole damn life long... fought against pain, injustice, evil: against fate... against life. I can't take it any longer... i let go... and let Life posess me.
see you later or Goodbye,
All my love and strength |
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P.S. and though i don't know if i will take my life, an though this letter doesn't show 1/1000th of the pain i feel
i leave it here...
Finder make good use out of it...
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