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Feb 2010
Pathetic.

Like life itself, what is the reason? What is the cause?

I pity the fool. I pity the world. I pity myself living in this world.

The pain, anguish, anger, poverty, etc. There is no end, a year of grief seems like eternity. The things we behold and commit, change the 7th commandment to be thou shall not admit. Change the ways to suit our wants, ***** our needs, we only live to get pleased, satisfied, filled with sin.

Why not end life now and go to hell? Burn for a while then dissapear with no more pain. Who wants heaven for eternity? Always living and smiling eternaly.

Let it all just end now...
Yandisa mhlana
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