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Give my life

Give my life

Son,
Through my endless tears I watched my tired heart shatter into millions of dusty pieces filled with sorrow, worry, regret, broken dreams and heartache. I sit here overwhelmed with grief thinking of the next two years and what you will have to endure. Deep in my soul I feel my bitter screams of loss knowing I can never afford to come visit you during your term. I've have now been placed in a prison of my own. This is just to heavy and I would give my life, my freedom just for you to be happy, thriving and safe. Please Lord, send me not him please...

L. Mack
โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹ 4/25/19

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Cynthia Kline

It takes what it takes. That is why your not giving up on kicking Satan's ass. No one visited me in prison and I did 4yrs. My son only lived 3hrs. I was in my 40s. Besides it sucks one hug. 1hr.visits at a table. I am now on vivitrol and its amazing. Have never had such a easy time of sobriety. Oooohhhh mama you beat yourself to hard.

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