Secrets
i may not be a mahammod ali but my words will float like a butterfly and sting like
a bee
now there was this baby girl who was so unaware and didnt understand why
daddy used to run his fingers through her hair and lay next to her while tuggin at
her underwear See mommy never knew what was going on because sixteen
hours out of a twenty four day mommy was gone and know it is two days before
her daughters tenth birthday baby girl is dreedin it like its about to be her worse
day daddy touchin her in inapproriate places was the first phase suddenly her
mother realizing her daughter is always in a daze
happy birthday to you happy birthday to you happy birthday dear alexis happy
birthday to you
as i close my eyes and begin to make my wish
dear lord please dont let daddy ask me for another kiss
visions of the past came into my mind daddy touching me down there until my
vagina bleeds puttin his body parts on mine tellin me its okay no daddy! it is not
okay you have made me into the monster that stands before you today good night
alexis i hope you enjoyed yo birthday her mother calls i have to go to work i will
see you tomorrow be good for daddy i love you good bye no mommy please dont
leave me here aline alexis began to cry. whats wrong baby girl are you having a
bad day no mommy scary and bad things happen to me when you go away her
mother chuckled and gave her a kiss on her forhead goodbye and left her
daughter in the care of her husband as a tear fell from her daughters eye as the
front door closes the bathroom door opens and there in her doorway appears a
figure not a father figure but a figure of her father with a grin on his face and his
dick in his hand telling his only baby girl his is going to make her a real wo-man!
but daddy its my birthday and im--im ready to go to bed hush your mouth baby girl
and give daddy some head well you know how that story go
six years later cant even walk the halls of her high school without being called a
hoe. people look at her but people dont see her people hear her but people dont
listen to her well listen to this she is not a garden tool you cannot used her and
abuse her like some kind of fool.
then throw her in the corner when you are done and expect to pull her out again
when your ready to have fun
the moral of this story is to stop look and listen but her mother never did that
now she must stop look and position flowers on her daughters grave because
yesterday ladys and gentlemen alexis died of AIDS
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