I see all my mistakes pass me by with each step I take.
I walk this beaten path laid out before me. An endless trek through wasted memories and broken homes.
I have no hope for my future. I see no good ever coming from me. With each stride I attempt to be better. With each breath I want to start over again.
My slate is weathered and rusted.
It can not be cleared. I will grow old with misfortune following me home forever.
I was put here to disappoint. I was sent here to amount to nothing. My blistering heals can not take much more. It's time to find a way out. It's time to end everything.
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