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Lust and Shame
By Debbie Guzzi & Robin Gass He was kind, he was my friend, think again. As to a fathers open arms, we ran. A child’s trust flows like sand, shatters like glass. Thus, exposing the naked lust of man. As to a fathers open arms, we ran. This child’s heart knew only of the good. Thus exposing the naked lust of man. Confused, her trust lay splintered where she stood. This child's heart knew only of the good. Yet naked her friend’s father eyes meet hers. Confused, her trust lay splintered where she stood. an innocent destroyed, for she felt cursed. Yet naked her friend’s father’s eyes meet hers. Friendship slain by a fathers twisted deed an innocent destroyed, for she felt cursed. As in her mind now grows, this vile scene. A slut at five, so shamed, so deflowered A child’s trust flows like sand, shatters like glass. No love or lovers now her soul devoured.. He was kind, he was my friend, think again.
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