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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Terror...terror from a loud crash, a loud crash through the door the door no one thought would creak open tonight Fueled by rage, by drugs, by frustration mixed in with repetitive loneliness to where it's gotten sickening And there, laying helpless and there, laying peacefully; peacefully in slumber the beautiful seed, the precious cargo the easiest prey of the desperate father bearing a twisted mind deprived of desire complete with a blurry conscious unsure of what's right and wrong The blasphemy sounding off the migraine in his head is his former self faintly shouting, screaming 'Don't do it! ! ! ! What are you thinking? This, your precious eight year old daughter, is your miracle Did you quickly forget half your life was spent having dinner with countless stars craving a daughter so fully alive Are you willing to put all of it on the line to defile, deflower, destroy her forever Don't go through with it please...please...' but the simple please are brushed away like buzzing flies The thrill of substance abuse wins once again Terror...the stench of fear the stench of innocence forsaken repugnant overpowered, struggling to fight and keep the purity intact Purity, the symbolism of an untouched soul, pure white now cold as stone; confused, tainted, soiled smelling of torture, smoke, alcohol; curled up in a small ball wrapped in bloody blankets, sobbing uncontrollably softly, gently, fiercely wondering 'Why...why...how could this happen...happen to me...'
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