It is done

Aug 16, 2004 13:35

The man you once knew is dead. Nothing left for me in this old life. I admit defeat in the unyielding game of life. A loss that leaves me bitter, but frees me to start anew. I shall rise like a phoenix from the ashes. I can only hope what little i leave behind will be forgotten.

Fare thee well cruel world.
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