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Be Quiet.
By TornPieces
This is what it is, ........right.
The foot touches the cold pavement
as the mind touches the red and black memory.
My feet continue,
as my frozen inside child stares.
This is what it is.
Woman
or child. Woman or child.
Shhhh. Its the past.
Shhhh.
Don't tell your mama
Shhhh. Let it go.
Shhh. says the
stepdaddys finger on her lips...dripping with half innocense.
Shhh.
says the doctor with reassuring grips on her elbow....as he slides his
pelvis up into the selfish pit, the transgressions swirling into the
little girls mouth.
Shhhh.
Shhhh.
Shhhh.
Your a dirty dirty little girl,
Shhhh.
Her eyes
are opened but sleeping.
Her feet are alone and separated
Separated
against the loins of her daddy.
Hi daddy.
Shhhh.
Shhhh.
Shhhh.
You better not cry, because
nobody will let you remember...
you dreamer girl, who dreams and
conjures lies..................
Shhhh. House destroyer
Shhhh.
Happy Girl..
Smile Smile Smile Smile
Silent
Silent Silent Silent.
Shhh.
Be Quiet.
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Copyright 2013 TornPieces
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A former member wrote:
this was both disturbing and sad. So many people are abused by ones they trust and look up too. Betrayed. Yucky world we live in.
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