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Father's Betrayl

Sleeping sound in bed,
In the middle of an out of reach dream.
She comes to visit the weak,
Unable to be seen.

Wake up my little darling,
For he comes home tonight.
You know that smell by heart,
You know he isn't right.

Cling to your saddened teddy,
Though he can't keep you sound.
Cling to the warmth of your blanket,
You know that he's around.

Creaking of the door,
Mommy's fast asleep.
Shadows playing tricks,
Slowly do they creep.

Hand upon your shoulder,
He knows that your awake.
Scream and he will beat you,
Already you begin to shake.

Trembling in terror,
You recoil in fear.
Such a mistake little one,
For now he knows you know he's there.

He lays his body on yours,
Making it hard to breathe.
His hand slides up your blouse,
But you know you must not scream.

His touching isn't gentle,
You feel the animal deep inside.
Like a predator and prey,
You wish that you could hide.

In and out he pushes,
Under your pajama pants.
Faster and harder is your heartbeat,
It's like a tribal dance.

You provide the music,
As his body grinds to the song.
He calls you his "precious flower",
But you know that this is wrong.

The familiar sticky white stuff,
Soon covers your lost innocence.
It trickles down so slowly,
Filling your head with remembrance.

He used to be so kind,
Now he uses you for pleasure.
Clutch your teddy bear little one,
And follow the map to the treasure.

Soon he leaves your room,
After promising you're his little girl.
After he closes the door,
You lean over your bed and hurl.

Tightly holding your blankie,
You sob into the cloth.
Such a huge betrayal,
One he will forever cross.

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