My first thought when I wake up you are.My last thought when I lie in bed at night.But I ask myself why me?Am I so bad, that I must suffer?I'm sure today stood on tomorrow? For this I am disappointed again? I can not bear to my pain and I hate myself more than I hate you.I kneel down to the last prayer. I'm probably notworth it. Not worthy to be the one that makes you happy.Satan burning, my heart. I do not need it.
Not to suffer.
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