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Death Never Ends Life

My life may never end.

I lived a good life.

Until I was infected.

Ebola.

My confidence was gone.

My purpose missing.

My soul.

Dead.

After I got out,

I went crazy.

I started to get the feeling that

Everyone

Hates

Me.

I went out and got a gun.

I stalked them, and shot twice.

I killed them.

I killed them.

They never knew.

They never will know.

I can never forgive for what I have done.

Their death killed my soul.

All because of it.

All because of it...