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Are you in heaven,
Waiting for me?
Looking down at me
I'm sorry mother for I'm such a
worthless child.
A failure, a loser
who should've just died.
I'm just another  hellbound with unquenchable thirst for heaven.
My scribblings screams pain,
The pain that overwhelms me when I think of you.
Because I know that I can never smell your affection
For I'm a dweller of hell, deprived of Heaven.

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