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Sep 3
Rips me apart knowing Helen's no longer here with me Oh god how I miss her   and It doesn't get better with the passing of
Some People will say that It dose maybe for them but not for me every time I close my eyes I'm constantly thinking of her all the
I see Helen there but can't reach out and touch her or hold her no more  but I feel her spirit around me like she's still here with
I still live In our house but can no longer to do anything for her like I used to that's hard for me to face that of
reality a cruel and unkind world
that we now live In and to now have to live It alone makes so. much harder
You have the pain of
Inside you It not just an Imaginative pain It Its real hurts so painful all the
time you cannot break
Johnny walker
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Johnny walker  66/M/Grantham
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