May 20, 2010
By , woodbridge, NJ
Tears gently roll down my face
As my passion to live disappears
I stand here alone with regrets weighing me down.
I’m worthless, nothing but a memory from the past.
A disappointment to the world.
It just seems that the mistakes I make will never be forgotten.

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