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...sed and turned and molded Into something not any rightful mind can imagine. The tears slide down my cheek. Why is this room so dark? It’s cold Oh so cold I am alone again. Holding my own hand won’t do me any good. I will never be forgiven. I am lost, Hated, And the world has turned against me. I am so alone. I am the one who hides, yet no one seeks in this game. I have been forgotten. Erased, Oh how I wish I could just curl up and Shrivel to pieces and die. I don’t want to be any part of this terrible world. I am alone. No one can ever save my soul. For all you non believers out there… and even to those who are… THIS IS A PRAYER FOR DEATH JUST TAKE ...