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by @TheRavensWrittingDesk

They are why I breath. They are why my heart still beats. I know it sounds cliche, But I really do mean it when I say, If it was not for my two daughters I would not be alive today. Living life outside my mind Is a struggle everyday. But the hell that rages within my head Makes my life an unfair game. The cards are stacked against me. Im reminded in many ways. Plus, bipolar people have a thirty percent Increased chance of suicide. At least that's what they say. But a man can't leave this world Cannot simply walk away. When he has two little girls Who's faces seem to say, Daddy, please stay.
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Jan 30, 2019
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M.L.M. II ;2019

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