I’m sorry . I’m sorry for all the things you went without . For all the times I just had to rush out . I’m sorry for all the lies I told , and sorry for leaving our bed lonely and cold . I’m sorry for all I’ve done , my baby girl , sweet husband and protective sons . I’m sorry if I disappointed you , and myself . I’m sorry …
Great poem Unlucky, now show them the new you. Make them proud! You are doing well, even without signing out of the casino….just shows me that everyone has to do it their own way….there is no ONE answer, but there is HOPE.
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