ALIVE
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Alive.

In pain.

Hurting lots.

Missing my boys.

Missing my friends.

Not wanting to deal with people.

Send flowers? Send chocolates? Send me an Angel?

Send me a chance at happiness...

...oh, wait. I've got several of those. They keep ending up in foreign countries, or with damaged knees, or psychopathic.

I hurt.

But I'm alive, for now.

I'll try to keep it that way.

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