Not On My Watch

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Farrah I was lying down on the bed on my side hugging one of the pillows; I've been trying to find off my tears, but once I walked inside our room, the silence that greeted me was too painful for me even to handle I did the only thing I could at this moment cull up in a ball and cry myself to sleep because I knew if I don t sleep, I would be asking myself questions like, what kind of mother am I? Sending my kids away for someone else to protect, am I doing the right thing? Yeah, those questions will drive me crazy if I let them. The pain of not hearing their little giggles was too much for me, closing my eyes to see if I could take q break from the pain; I should've known that my body wasn't going to be my own when I closed my eyes because, as soon as I did, I felt myself floating awa

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