PiecesA Poem by Lori Mack About my son's addiction.
Pieces
Pieces of me ache in this haze, As you dance with your demons. I try to go on with my days. Dishes, cooking and cleaning, But the panic never fades. If only I could take this from you. Praying you will change your ways. L. Mack 5/18/18 © 2018 Lori Mack |
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Lori MackOroville, CAAboutI write about what I experience, see, and my opinions. I've been running since I was 10 years old, it has been a great outlet in my life. I am a recovered drug addict who turned her life over to Jesus.. more..Writing
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