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We
use death to reach a star"
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Vincent Van Gough
Forever Young Among the Stars
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Gabriel Frances Bowman
9th.11.80 to 6th.12.2001
Loving brother to Josie, Evie & Justina
Gabriel, you were my firstborn child and only son. There are no words I can say to describe the hole in my heart and the emptiness I feel with you gone from my life. If only there was more that I could have done to help you but I did all that I could. When others gave up and said I should do the same, I couldn't leave you to struggle alone. And I saw how you struggled. You tried many times in many ways to leave behind your heroin addiction But I watched as you fell each time, falling deeper in trouble and losing more of yourself. Towards the end there was little of my son left. Heroin robbed you of your hopes and dreams and left you feeling helpless. I cry now not only over your death but also for the agony your life became. Your last words to me when we talked on the phone that day before you overdosed were "I love you Mama". I can hear you as clearly now in my heart as I did that day. I know you are happy finally in Heaven with your beloved Grandfather to keep you company. You were a very special person, not just "an addict" the way some people said. There are those along with me who knew that special person and you will always be remembered and loved by us...........................Love Mom
Gabe, I go through the motions, I miss you so much son,
another Xmas has come and your not here,
I stuggle to go on with out you,
Please help me to understand how I can survive without you.
I love you so much son,you are in my heart always.
Mom
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A Poem for Gabe Not you big brother... not you One day he was here, And the next he was gone When I look back I see, He was gone for so long I miss the boy inside him, The boy that I knew Once that damn drug touched him, The pain inside him grew We used to watch t.v. We used to read books We'd argue and fight, And give each other mean looks But most of all we laughed, At your corny jokes We'd sit around and talk, Or just lay there and smoke We had our futures mapped out, Who we would marry I'd be Mrs. Breisch, He'd be Uncle Gabey He was so smart so talented, He had so many dreams It's hard to believe that now, They're all ripped at the seams Now I'm all alone, He left me here all alone Who's gonna laugh with me? Who's gonna cry with me? Not you, big brother No no, not you I miss you and Love you Gabe----Your sister Josie
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Our Own Special Angel
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