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Suicidal thoughts
As I stare out my cell window, silhouetted by the incandescent floodlight, I search through my mind and realise I don't have much reason to love life. Physically I'm locked up but lately even my thoughts seem to be confined, I'm surrounded by evil and concrete which is a deadly mixture when combined. No longer are there reasons to smile or feelings of joy. Being controlled like a puppet in the hands of a boy. I try to push all this evil from my mind but it's hard in this situation, when suicidal thoughts are have to start contemplating. There's really no escape from this hell that I'm living, and sometimes I wish I could just leave this world that I live in.
Love Kiyosh
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