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Daddy always not to talk to stangers, but he seemed so
trusting and handsome,
Nothing like the creep daddy said he'd be,
I missed the bus and had to walk,
It was hot and i was tired,
He a nice sports car and asked if i needed a ride,
I told him i dont talk to strangers,
He slowly drove beside me as i walked down the street,
Daddy always said not to take rides from strangers,
He smiled and told me his name was David,
Well i guess he wasnt that much of a stranger,
He was charming nothing like a predator,
He just wanted to help,
Or so he said,
He wasnt like anything daddy told me to watch out for,
Daddy always said not to take candy from strangers,
But be offord and had a dazzling smile,
He seemed so safe and harmless,
Nothing like the dangerous men daddy spoke of,
He dressed so nicely and smell so good,
He said we were friends now, and that it was ok,
he drove me around town,
Showing me how fast his car went,
he told me how i beatiful i was,
We talked and laughed,
I never thought i was in danger,
He wanted to show me his place,
Daddy always said never go anywhere without asking,
I knew i needed to get home,
He said it would be ok,
I knew it was wrong but i wanted to go with him,
He made it seem ok,
Daddy always said to call him if i was going to be late,
I reached for my phone but he took it away,
I started to get scared,
He changed in an instant,
I knew something was wrong,
But it was too late,
He locked the doors and continued to drive,
He told me to stop crying or he would hurt me,
He drove to Somewhere i didnt reconize,
I should of listened,
I watched out the window as he drove me to my fate,
I didnt know he would hurt me like he did,
Daddy never told me the face of evil would be so handsome,
tears fell from my eyes as i knew i wouldnt ever go home again,
I remember everything he did to me and how much it hurt,
He took away my innocence,
And i can only think,
Daddy always said not to talk to strangers.
I really like your style of
I really like your style of writing!
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Rape
Taken by intent
lost by malace
I wish I had been
wiser and less innocent.
.
Cursed by repetition
found in a dumpster
my epitaph reads
should have listened
to daddy.
.
~A~
0712-13
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