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The Sacrifice
We recited beautiful adage
We sang in rapt joy
For our sister's marriage
To that handsome wholesome boy
Mom and dad thought him wonderful
Sister dear thought him an angel
Relatives say you lucky girl
Your husband is capital
Behind the pearly curtain
He is always fucking me
I agree, as he had threatened
To kill my family
If I said no or shook my head
he comes close and look into my eyes
I feel the sharp knife hard
Upon my stomach and my ribs
I tried to tell my sister
Whispered my horror and fears
To my beautiful mother
They think I am just jealous
So I am a sacrifice
Fucked at aged thirteen
Every day, sucked like tea and ice
Fucked, sucked and reamed
Ignored, unseen even, and unwanted
Deep inside this ugly duckling
When bucking, licked, sucked and fucked
Pleasure reigns with mourning
Mom and Dad and sister dear
Will never know, I fear
That without this little whore
They would have died long ago
We sang in rapt joy
For our sister's marriage
To that handsome wholesome boy
Mom and dad thought him wonderful
Sister dear thought him an angel
Relatives say you lucky girl
Your husband is capital
Behind the pearly curtain
He is always fucking me
I agree, as he had threatened
To kill my family
If I said no or shook my head
he comes close and look into my eyes
I feel the sharp knife hard
Upon my stomach and my ribs
I tried to tell my sister
Whispered my horror and fears
To my beautiful mother
They think I am just jealous
So I am a sacrifice
Fucked at aged thirteen
Every day, sucked like tea and ice
Fucked, sucked and reamed
Ignored, unseen even, and unwanted
Deep inside this ugly duckling
When bucking, licked, sucked and fucked
Pleasure reigns with mourning
Mom and Dad and sister dear
Will never know, I fear
That without this little whore
They would have died long ago
Published 28th Aug 2011
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28th Aug 2011 1:29am
I liked the story, but it made me really sad. I did love the poem itself though =)
3rd Sep 2011 2:15pm
28th Aug 2011 3:55am
This is incredibly sad. I had a hard time getting past content to technique. A good story.
3rd Sep 2011 2:16pm
It was sad. and the written story does not do it justice...Thanks for commenting though.
28th Aug 2011 6:40pm
I'm wondering why u chose to put it in the "erotic" category? Although it is well written and there's obviously a lot of meaning to it, there is nothing erotic about - it's extremely sad and quite terrifying..
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29th Aug 2011 5:04pm
POWERFUL AND FRIGHTENING
well written
sad - but where i live - it could happen
well written
sad - but where i live - it could happen
3rd Sep 2011 2:18pm
Thanks for commenting...it does have erotic/sexual contents and thus it went here.. it is sad isn't it? It was a long time ago, but I live with this every day of my life.
16th Sep 2011 4:16pm
I read and cringe. Thanks for sharing; shows that you are overcoming. Strength comes when we are willing to let go and forgive. It is no easy task and I am truly touched by your truthful remarks.
Best regards, Butterscotch.
Best regards, Butterscotch.
16th Sep 2011 4:46pm
Thank you...as I said in some of my answers, sometimes a child's lamentations are but whines,
a child's complaint are but for attention. We can do nothing then, but curl up within and cry, or sometimes die bit by bit.
a child's complaint are but for attention. We can do nothing then, but curl up within and cry, or sometimes die bit by bit.
23rd Dec 2011 7:05am
Brave for taking it, brave for trying to tell someone, brave for sharing with us. I feel your pain. I know your pain.
Very well written.
Very well written.
23rd Dec 2011 11:13am
Thank you dear raorrick. It is never easy to fictionalise truth, isnt it. But it has done wonders on healing the victim...thank you for reading and commenting.
5th Feb 2012 2:57pm
God it's deep how you can write such a sad and tragic event in your life on paper but yet so powerfully written into a poem. I still struggle with written my life's tragic events. But you are brave for sure.
5th Feb 2012 9:45pm
Thank you for reading and commenting selenanthemix. Sometimes tragedies kept within can fester and writing about it helps. Thank you again.
5th Feb 2012 10:48pm
5th Feb 2012 10:52pm
You can...see if it helps you accept if not forget that such things did happen to you...be brave. :D
