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Odd diet
written by izzzy10:23 AM 11/27/04Many Many years ago
When I was young and he was old
He did some things that were clearly wrong
He saw me dressing, my clothes undone
My clothes lie crumpled on the floor
He stood there watching at my door
He smiled at me and he did say
Get on the bed. And so I lay
For some reason it was only at night
He gripped me there and held me tight
Threatened to kill me if I spoke
To lie there naked til I awoke
It felt normal all those years
As he came strolling in after beers
His breath did smell like putrid water
He loved me he said as a daughter
Innocent until I layed there one night
when he touched me wrong and gave me a fright
Tore off my clothes, and hurt me bad
Left me bleeding, left me sad
He said that if I told anyone
That we would stop having all this fun
And So I ask you to keep quiet
About that man, and his odd diet. |
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I suppose this would be how a child would feel if they were the victim of a nasty man like that one. [ View izzzy's Profile ] [ Go to the Poetry Portal ] This Poem has been viewed 345 times
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