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sanity


The most difficult thing about life is the thought of being alone.

You can have all the money and friends in the world,

but being in a place surrounded by nobody makes you think about whats really important.

The thought of being away from love and comfort will drive you crazy.

You are my motivation in times of despair.

Your accomplishments make me want more for myself.

Just the feeling of never seeing your face again, makes me sick to my stomach.

You are my happy place, my sanity in a world filled with hate.

Your love alone, formed me into a beautiful flower,

that would die without it's nutrients and daily sunlight.

A mothers touch can camouflage the coldest night, or the hottest day.

Making me oblivious of my surroundings.

Your love and passion for God would get us through any day. 

You know excactly what I need to hear, even if I don't want to hear it,

and that is why I can not live without you, my queen, my love, my sanity. 

 

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