Every night (or, shall I say, every morning) when I lie in bed my heart squeezes tighter and the pain increases each time until the vessel is no longer sufficient and spills over in a trickle of tears. My mind and heart are locked in an endless struggle between truth and lies. I don't know how to end this. I reach out to God and know He is there
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