(Written To One Of The Officers From My Case)
A failure is how you've made me feel, will these wounds ever truely heal?
i Feel so alone and out in the cold, i obviously dont fit into the perfect mould.
ive Tried to help, but ive been no use, i think ill hang myself with this noose.
im Sorry i couldnt help more than i did, it would be much easier if i was to get rid.
ill Loose myself - maybe jump or slice, im not the perfect person - im not sweet and nice.
Saturday, 23 January 2010
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