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My Dearest Love


Countless times, I ponder the reason, Why you were chose to live with such haunting memories. Will they end today or last, yet, another season? Your sanity hangs on by a thread. Where once was love, hope and vitality, Only remains, anger, misery and dread. How it hurts to watch my beautiful daughter, lose her will to live when you were once a blooming flower. I pray for God to give you peace, If only for an hour. As your mother, I long to remove your every pain. As the sorrow grows within, I fear it will always remain. My dearest love, come back to your girls and me. Give life a chance. Accept our love and set your pain free.
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