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"to Mom"

I often sit and think about you- Although, it's not something I want to do... Someday I might get it through my head- The fact that you left me abandoned & alone... My babies, you took from me- might as well have shot me. I would rather have died..... My heart broke, instead... K.C. apr'03

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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