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Moments

Moments

There's moments that I just can't quit crying,
Because I know that your so hungry
And cold that your digging in dumpsters for food and clothes.
I know that you are so high
That you don't care
What someone might do to you, 
Or what you have to do to get your next fix. There's moments everyday,
When I can't hold it together
Because I know you are not safe.
I would give up my life
To make it all better for you. But I can't fix this for you.
So for now I cry for you.
My heart mourns for you.
I love you so much son.
I'm praying for you.

Love always, 
Mom

L. Mack
4/29/18

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Tony Taylor

This is Heartbreaking LORI !!......a mother's love for a son so lost just oozes from your words and brings a lonely tear to my eye.... as I sit here feeling the pain this must be causing you and your family...... my prayers are with you dear poet sister!!..... and may God bless your son with the strength to rise above!!.......ALL STARS!!..... your cyber-friend and admirer........T xo ???✴✴❤❤❤

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Lori Mack

Thank you Tony.
A little bit more of myself breaks everyday that he is out there on the streets. It's like I'm paralyzed, yet panic everytime the phone rings thinking the worst. Heroin is pure evil. 
 I have been reading your work and I really relate to some of it. I'm a fan of yours that's for sure. God bless you.

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