Amy Kerswell

My Life Was My My Prison.

My life was my prison it was my enemy.
It left me to choose suicide.
I didnt have any other choice,
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  • Debbie Busey (4/24/2007 11:14:00 PM)

    After thirty years, I know there ae no answers. I only know the pain must come to an end. The love I feel for my husband is not the same as what he feels for me. I truly a alone and even God has forsaken me. I am an accident in the universe. There is no tomorrow. It ends today. I am not loved, not truly. God bless those with the strength to go on.....I am not one of them. So, goodbye.

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