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 "It's our little secret." He said to me, "You're a special little girl, Just wait and see." He climbs in beside me and touches my skin, "Oh my precious little princess, where do I begin." His hands all over me, Can't he see my cry, But nothing deters him, I want to curl up and die. His breathing so heavy now, His grip is so tight, "You like me doing this princess, Isn't that right." "NO", I silently scream out "Don't hurt me no more." But he just keeps on going Till I'm bleeding and sore. It's over at last, He gets up and leaves, I'm left with the pain, Left with the tears. All I hear are his words, Echoing in my ears, "it's out little secret." A secret kept for so many years. I wake up sweating, Engulfed in pain and fear, I hear somebody screaming, And realize it's me..... © Copyright: All rights reserved  
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