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What did I do?

What did I do? I don’t understand my life I don’t understand the Life I am suffering a lot Day by day and day to day When will this be over? When? When?! Evil psychopaths following me Psychopaths: Oh, no. No, no Sociopaths, like serial killers And they are psychologists Sadistic killers, evil beings Ruler of life, dark monsters I am suffering, I have death feeling and panic I am a victim of psychological human experiments My life is ruined, I haven’t other, coming to my end Yes, yes. Oh, sweet death, please kill me, and save me I put my life into your hand, be my ruler, get my life Take my life. From here. Far, far, and far. On the other side This is one of my confessions: I don’t want my life, I don’t need to live I can’t do this life. It’s very heavy Fearing, panic, alcohol, medicine So many years ago I used grass and hashish English psychologists took me into that life Oh, God, I am sorry, I am sorry, I am so sorry I try to live, I try to live, but evil people… Evil psychologists makes me ptoblems They block my life to the Life My life is nothing. I am just a man from Europe Maybe this is the problem. And I love women. I loved someone Someone A woman Hm, beautiful But a bad memory She killed me I killed her Bad meeting Now graveyard feeling I am in the cemetery I don’t kill myself I am waiting the investigation I have only one way Win If not… Then death God God Help me Help me Give me power I need these few years The rest of my life Dear death Dear death Give me more time

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