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HOW I FEEL RIGHT NOW
All I asked and from my heart
was to give my children the best possible start
You are not a mother unless you experience guilt and the need to be better
To do this I need to get better
I try to seem brave and tough
But inside crumbling like I'm not enough
I love them deeply my heart it aches
Filling the cracks of past mistakes
Angels help me I'm lost my boys need me you see
Help me be the...
Wednesday 3rd February 2021 3:36 am
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