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I had to sacrifice my own, well being for my children, them
from her ruthless, unkind, and uncaring, betrayal of ME, THEN
I had to suck it up, and survive and with my seven children do my very best to--go on and--THRIVE
and i made it through, and thank GOD, i still am, a kickin, and very well--ALIVE
I had to SACRIFICE
when from her , she treated me everything but, respected, loved, and NICE
I had to SACRIFICE
and FAST--FOODS--eatting--in--my--car--on--the--WAY--home--from--my--work--became--my--only--comfort--and--VICE
Now to even take a bite of any fast foodburger or fries, i have to think about it TWICE
and im surviving, and im thriving now alone without, the betrayal, of then her, my wife
I had to sacrifice, my very own, well-being--for my children of seven--THEM
from her ruthless, unkind, uncaring BETRAYAL, of me back THEN
People now, will tell me, and scold ME
why oh why, did you just not leave, and set yourself a free
For my children of SEVEN, and christina-anne, in heaven, i had to MAN-UP--and suck it up, and sacrifice
for my children, i did my very best to hold them altogether, even through stormy treacherous, ice cold weather, , but i did my best, and to do it over again, for THEM, i wouldnt think about it TWICE
But if i would of continued eatting and over eatting every day burger and fry
surely by now, i would of DIED
But, i am alive and a WELL
and here writing this little poem, to encourage others to be strong, be brave if you are surviving, so take care, be well, in this short write i just wish to a tell
By john d jungers
28th of october 2016
from her ruthless, unkind, and uncaring, betrayal of ME, THEN
I had to suck it up, and survive and with my seven children do my very best to--go on and--THRIVE
and i made it through, and thank GOD, i still am, a kickin, and very well--ALIVE
I had to SACRIFICE
when from her , she treated me everything but, respected, loved, and NICE
I had to SACRIFICE
and FAST--FOODS--eatting--in--my--car--on--the--WAY--home--from--my--work--became--my--only--comfort--and--VICE
Now to even take a bite of any fast foodburger or fries, i have to think about it TWICE
and im surviving, and im thriving now alone without, the betrayal, of then her, my wife
I had to sacrifice, my very own, well-being--for my children of seven--THEM
from her ruthless, unkind, uncaring BETRAYAL, of me back THEN
People now, will tell me, and scold ME
why oh why, did you just not leave, and set yourself a free
For my children of SEVEN, and christina-anne, in heaven, i had to MAN-UP--and suck it up, and sacrifice
for my children, i did my very best to hold them altogether, even through stormy treacherous, ice cold weather, , but i did my best, and to do it over again, for THEM, i wouldnt think about it TWICE
But if i would of continued eatting and over eatting every day burger and fry
surely by now, i would of DIED
But, i am alive and a WELL
and here writing this little poem, to encourage others to be strong, be brave if you are surviving, so take care, be well, in this short write i just wish to a tell
By john d jungers
28th of october 2016
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I HAD, to SACRIFICE, my OWN--WELL-BEING--for my chilidren--THEM
I HAD, to SACRIFICE, my OWN--WELL-BEING--for my chilidren--THEM