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She ran outside 
pants on backwards
missing a jacket
still as cute 
as I remember 
but that thought
will always replay
over in my head.

Drunken men 
and Kin all around
people you say
are like family
but I trust none 
of your words 
strangers are 
never like family
and sometimes 
family can even hurt

She's only a little girl
what is she doing
around grown men?
Spending the night
with her daddy I know
but you leave her 
under no type of supervision

I'm afraid for her
for these drunken kin 
have hands 
and they might touch
her inappropriately
and cause my little 
neice to grow up
with scars. 
scars that I will
blame you for.
Scars that she
will blame you for.
Scars that will make 
her sad and damaged for sure. 

 The image of my neice
running outside 
with pants on backwards
and a missing jacket
makes me nervous
cause your never cautious
and child molestation 
barely takes a moment 
to occur. 


Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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