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Jul 2018
I passed you on a stairway

Somewhere back in time,

I just had to make you mine!

You tried to take me your way

Up where the skies are blue,

I had other plans for you…

You wanted to go towards the light,

I dragged you down into the night

Through depths of dark despair.

Welcome home to the devil’s lair.

I pushed and you fell

Down the stairway to hell…
These words came from a song the lead character in my book "Wychwood" is listening to. They mirror her life unravelling as she reflects on her abusive husband who has a heart forged in a foundry of darkness  ...
Written by
Eily Nash  55/F/London
(55/F/London)   
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   Delia Darling
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