incest
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You and I have never met
But I am the child you must not forget.
I am the child who whimpered in pain.
I am the child who was beaten and slain.
I am the child who cried at night.
Old Henry built it with his own hands,
harvested the wood from his own lands.
He dug the well and laid the stone
and worked real hard to make it his own.
Henry plowed the fields and tilled the soil,
I’m pinning my hair back so I can work and suddenly
I’m
6 years old
Doing my hair so daddy will love me again
(She knows that he hasn’t loved her since the day she was born)
I’m
He took me out of my wrapper,
swirled me around his tongue.
He savored the juices of me,
as he let them slowly trickle down his throat.
But he couldn’t resist,
when I became so tender,
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Over and over they raped her
Made her feel as if she wasn't there
Touched her innocent body
In this day and age,
She made love
With the wrong man—
Her father.
A love without consent;
A love filled with hate;
A love that brought new life.
He slaughtered the life—
Hello it was nice to meet you,I known you all my life,We grew up together,You was like the brother i never had,Every weekend and every summer i spend all my days with you,Riding bikes, going swimming, playing video games is what we did,But i never
Lost in a fit of insane incest, you woke me from my slumber, forcing my face to the pillows, hushing my tears with your murmurs, your eyes stood out vivid, yellow, with veins of deep red, your sweat matted my hair, & mixed with stale tears on
For a girl from a small town
She wanted a lot from a big world.
Tears and sorrow filled too much space,
She had to do something, it had to be erased.
