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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
A book of written word or poetic expressions of my addiction, my hurts, my confusion and pain as I sought a revelation of who I was. You were the monster I thought was in my closets and under my bed, I could feel and not see. I am confused. Is love pain? Or pain love?You distorted my reality, turned lies into truth and truth into lies. Is love supposed to be this way?How can I find release?You have controlled so long.You have taken a child’s song and turned it into a nursery rhyme that no longer rhymes. You have stunted my growth. Even though I am grown. You can’t pretend to protect, you can’t do both.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
A book of written word or poetic expressions of my addiction, my hurts, my confusion and pain as I sought a revelation of who I was. You were the monster I thought was in my closets and under my bed, I could feel and not see. I am confused. Is love pain? Or pain love?You distorted my reality, turned lies into truth and truth into lies. Is love supposed to be this way?How can I find release?You have controlled so long.You have taken a child’s song and turned it into a nursery rhyme that no longer rhymes. You have stunted my growth. Even though I am grown. You can’t pretend to protect, you can’t do both.