She was such a pretty little thing.
Daddy’s girl.
Pigtails.
Dimples.
Sparkling blue eyes.
No knowledge of degradation
humiliation
pain
that was yet to come.
Prepped.
Primped.
Primed.
Salacious thoughts
for one so young.
Daddy had a problem.
Drunk.
Drugs.
Gambling.
He was shitty at all three.
Sold to pay the debt
her hunger only grew.
Wicked child.
Devil’s child.
Vicious child.
She was a bright child
so smart
she hid the abuse
beneath rosy smiles..
Lessons were learned
games were played
daddy’s girl became a vixen.
Knives were made to slash
slice
rend flesh free.
Guns with bullets
holes in the body
none are safe from her.
Sitting
crimson pool spreading
her delight in the debris.
It took nearly a month
to reassemble the pieces
of the men she slaughtered.
Found buried in a shallow grave
clues were slim
men
they were not missed.
She sat watching
waiting
but no one came near
into the midnight she disappeared.
Feb. 1/19
Too much depth, darkness and reality.. Lethal combo to put in one piece.. 😊
It is hard to accept this reality how something so pure and innocent can turn into something completely opposite due to one or both parents mistake.. I see way too many documentaries and other things to keep on writing about this subject..
anyway, great work Jay 😊
Warm Regards,
Dee Kay
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Thank you. ☺
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Interesting!!! 😊
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Thank you. Not entirely sure where she came from. But it flowed as I wrote.☺
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I hate when a beautiful innocent girl gets corrupted…
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And unfortunately it happens way too often.
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That’s very true..
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