Karl With A K by Karl Lawrence

Karl With A K by Karl Lawrence

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Hello, citizens of the planet earth. My name is Karl Lawrence a.k.a. the infamous “Special K,” and I am happy to report that I finally made it to see the age of 18, in a city where turning 18 is an accomplishment — The Bronx, New York. I’d just like to let every one of my readers know that I do not think of myself as being any better than anyone else. The blue blood that flows through my veins is common to all humankind, and I want out of life the same things that any reasonable person would — freedom, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. The only thing that I would say separates me from the average person is that whereas others suffer in silence, I take my suffering – along with the collective weight of my experiences, feelings and thoughts – and unload it, rather transform it into words of fire and passion. And with these words that I bled, sweat and cried onto these pages at the ripe tender age of 16, it is my sincere wish to service as many minds and hearts as I can with an uplifting message of inspiration and, most importantly, truth. For it is only the truth that shall set us all free, no matter how bitter a pill it may be to swallow. Check out two poems from the book here. Get the rest of the collection from Amazon.com or download on your Kindle or Nook.
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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