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The Addiction of Love, the Love for the Addict If you have ever loved someone in the military, or someone who never seems to be home, then you have a taste of what it is like to love an addict. Except they are home, and one minute they are the person you love, the next minute a stranger. If you have ever loved someone who has passed away, then you have a taste of what it is like to love an addict. Except you still have hope that they will come back to you. That they will return from their spiral towards hell, giving you up to the devil along the way. If you have never loved an addict, then you cannot possibly grasp why we let them stay. We may hate that they continue to dance with this monster, but we hardly ever give up. These are the shells of our sons, our daughters, lovers and parents. If you have never loved an addict, please understand that we are trying to pull them away from this duet. You will hear them say that they will be better tomorrow, and in truth, we believe them. We cannot love halfheartedly, even if it hurts the other half of our hearts.
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You Always Hurt the Ones You Love (15/07/2016)
It's All in the Ropes (14/07/2016)
Just a Man (23/06/2016)
Thorns and Their Roses (30/04/2016)
Round and Round They Go About Leaving (02/04/2016)
Love is Child's Play (02/04/2016)
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