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my mother have survived the unsurvivable she's beat the odds time after time, she have banished all the unwelcome evil from her body in the name of Jesus, Her blood's been cleaned, and her body restored, though, she refused a doctor for the sickness in her mind for it brought her comfort, for all the beatings her body took she thought the brew of grapes, Jesus's blood, would be the salvation of her mind i believe she knew, before she passed, that she'd been wrong. The very thing that held her, became the very thing that killed her and that's all there is to it
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Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 6:04 AM UTC
There is no silver lining
my mother have survived the unsurvivable she's beat the odds time after time, she have banished all the unwelcome evil from her body in the name of Jesus, Her blood's been cleaned, and her body restored, though, she refused a doctor for the sickness in her mind for it brought her comfort, for all the beatings her body took she thought the brew of grapes, Jesus's blood, would be the salvation of her mind i believe she knew, before she passed, that she'd been wrong. The very thing that held her, became the very thing that killed her and that's all there is to it
i would never judge you mom. I miss you and i'll love you forever. Be with be for the rest of my time, until we meet again.
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20/F/Sweden
Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 6:04 AM UTC
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