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Waking up is less and less appealing each day. The pain from my shattered heart that broke into a million pieces when you died, still aches as much as the day it happened.
The numbing agents are losing effectiveness. The emotional void within is no longer hollow; now filled with decay that consumes debree that lingers where once my heart occupied. Only pain is left in its wake.
My soul is haunted with turmoil, chaos and despair. Peace and serenity only exist in fairytales. Nevertheless, the monster exists and lurks within the shadows of time long gone.
I am trapped, lost inside a continuous downwward spiral. Hopeless, alone, defeated. Tired, lacking, exhausted.
The only hope that remains is today eill be the day I wake up and this horrible nightmare will end. When I open my eyes, you will be as you were. This is my eternal wish that eill never be granted. (MTS)

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For my son, Andrew Keith Gowans. RIP baby, till we meet again.....
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For BooBoo
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