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you worry

A hand comes down to my face
caressing fingers touch and trace
the lines my body makes

you worry

a hotness flushes down my cheeks
I smell the alcohol, it reeks
I hope our eyes will not meet

thoughts scurry

my name reverberates so loud
the walls still keep it in the house
I somehow let you down

I'm sorry

No words come out
I stand afraid
of what you do
what's left to take
you take it all from me

so blurry

I love you daddy
don't be mad
There's nothing happened
I did not tell

I hurry

A hand comes down to my face
it hurts but you increase the pace
the bleeding will not stop for days

you worry
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