I wake up everyday i a pool of my own tears;
paralised by the pain I can't escape.
The ache in my chest were my heart used to be;
the sting in my lungs when i breath.
I don't even know wy i try, I dont want to;
How does a heart beat when it has been torn to shreds,by everyone that has ever held it?
How does a soul survive when torn in five?
How do i live
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I feel very fortunate and privileged to be able to share these deep and personal thoughts you record here, but then I have always felt privileged and fortunate to have you and your brothers and sisters and kids as my family. But more than that, by reading these somewhat private feelings, I feel closer to you and I see something that most people would never see or guess about you. You have a special depth, aura, call it what you will, that I have come to cherish.
It's often hard to get you in one place and to have a deeper conversation with you, something Iwish would happen more often. You have such a frenetic life and so many demands on you. So I am taking this moment to record for you that I love you and your kids deeply and I am very proud of you. You will always bring me great joy, my darling daughter.
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