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Daddy
Pain happens so often
Death, so easy
We are so fragile
We do these things with little remorse
Little worry
When we do worry
We are called ill
Insane
Different
I don’t like these words
These adjectives
These problems
That are so humane
But so different
Same
Different
Why
What is this so called diffrence
Weirdness
I like myself
But not my body
Some say confideince is attractive
Is that what he saw in me
That lonely dark night
NO
He saw a young innocent girl
He told himself only once
I just happened to be that one time
That one promise
Now he has a wife and kids
While I have a broken body
A cold heart
Because of HIM
Next time can you stop yourself
Can you keep me safe?
Daddy you said you would never let me get hurt
You would protect me
Keep me safe
But where are you now
Then?
All the time you are gone
Somewhere else
With someone else
You loved me
So why did you push me off
Now you have a wife and kids
I just happen to be that wife
Tell me about that one time
Did you notice it was me
Whose innocence you stole
Or was it some other girl
Was she 5 or 6
Small or big
Blond or brunette
Mon amie
You were supposed to be there
To love me not hurt me
WHERE WERE YOU
WHERE ARE YOU?
HELP ME PLEASE DADDY
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