Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: MY FAULT [ thought I could make it to the last drop The last few feet made me stop. I could've made it but success was out of reach Ansi : scavenging for food now Ansiman [LiGHT ] on a sandy beach. People watch me and laugh at me as well It pisses me off I wish they'd go to hell. It wasn't my fault I ended up this way I tried to hold on, Now I have to pay. Looking at myself in the glassy water, makes me feel lonely, and a bit smarter. I had them fooled, until they got the thugs who kicked me, and shot with their guns I couldn't stop them, there were to many. All I could do, is endure the pain anyway It hurt like a bitch, you could see the bruises. But now they've faded away, with the swift time of business Survival is my only instinct, because I have nothing else to do. Looking for myself, in the deep water gloom
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