Is It Again No Dont Touch That Again

I'm seated across a man,I used to call him daddy
They accept the best cappuccinos in this cafe
Well,time flies existent fast,and you can't accept it dorsum
His eyes are sunken, age? Or maybe too much work
success doesn't come easy,its not a result of luck
Daddy is a workaholic,didn't have time for mummy
Just Mr Jameson our side by side door neighbor did,
That'southward why mummy left
This man I'chiliad seated across,his face is stake
Lips are thinner than I remember
His confront is yet finely chiseled
And his torso well toned
But his eyes…..his optics tell of a man
A human being and so sad,a man who had lost all without knowing
I was nine,daddy's preety little daughter
All solar day in his big arms I would curl
When mummy spanked me,to him I would turn
Nosotros were like sanjay and craig,i big squad
I was half asleep in my bed,having a sweetness dream
I heard the door to my room creak,it was daddy
The air was common cold,really really chilly
My spongebob clock said 12.30am
"Are you up sweetheart?" He said
"I am at present daddy,"
"I want us to play a game"
"Yes! Yes! I love games daddy"
daddy told me to prevarication down on my dorsum
Slid my pink panties to the left,and gave his lips a smack
Grabbed my undeveloped hips,like I was a snack
"Don't tell mummy,she'll give you a spank"
Mummys spanks hurt,and then my mouth I would keep shut
I felt something push through my body
It injure then bad,more than when I savage on the lobby
"Daddy you lot're hurting me" I cried
Simply daddy kept heaving,sweating,panting
Faster and faster he kept thrusting
This was a sin,the devil was dancing betwixt the sheets
Now his hand over my mouth,oblivious to my screams
His cold eyes saw the terror and pain in mine, a bad dream
My soul he crashed, as the earth went dark
Without permission, without consent
My innocence he reaped,one crime he could not apologize
I'm hurt,I'm bleeding,my body is stinging
He is contented ,ignoring my pleading
"Our little hush-hush honey" he whispered in my ear
That made daddy my only fright
Tears gracefully rolled down my face
As daddy's silhouette left my room
Young I was,just knew what daddy had washed
He took the one thing I couldn't take back
Just shows the 'real human being' he lacks
He left no bruise,no scar
At least non whatsoever that others could scan
As my mouth I kept shut

Every time the clock 12.xxx struck

Daddy kept removing my skirt

My flower he nonetheless wanted to pluck
My soul he smashed,my body he hurt
I pleaded with him to cease
But daddy only wouldnt keep off
When at terminal I confided in mummy
My ass she beat,"I'll cut your mouth you lying dummy!"
And so when I could,my bags I packed
For a ameliorate life I searched
Time has passed,i still experience daddy'southward cold hands touching me
Picture perfect memories are non the images I see
When I wait dorsum and call back of a younger me
I am daddy'due south little girl with the trusting smile no more
Torn between the child I never was and the woman I've become
The coffee is here,well-nigh time,
but I have the feeling I'll need something stronger
What could daddy possible say now,to brand things between us better,
To rub off his everlasting scent from my body
To stop the images of those nights from haunting me
To give me back the childhood I deserved
What?
Do I have the strength to mind to him? To what he says ,consider?
Why did I even ,to come up here carp?
So I pay for our cappuccinos
And walk away
Maybe one twenty-four hours I'll confront my demons
Maybe one day I'll exist able to tummy his presence
Peradventure one day my tongue won't get likewise numb to talk
Perhaps one day I volition forgive him.

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