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Sep 2015
They told me that I was their new queen,
They treated me like a slave till date,
And they appointment a new queen today...

Am ashamed of myself for having forgotten all my own dreams,
For working for the people,
For working for those who needed me...

I feel so heartbroken at the thing,
That the limelight ate me up...

In fact I guess, am crying out loud, just for the limelight..

I hate myself..
I deserve to die..
Suicide is suitable,
Let me give it a try..
I want to die... I hate myself... Am tired of this life... I am broken, I was crunched down from the mountain, as if I were nothing... Today all my selfless service, has been ruined to Ashes, just because I didn't care to bother about those who wanted to keep the things limited to people... Am ashamed of myself, am ashamed of my life and my institution... Hate this life
Gudden
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Gudden  His Street.
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   GaryFairy, --- and Cecil Miller
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