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Daddies And Their Little Girls:
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Some never have good Daddies who treat them really good.
Some forget to love their little girls and protect them like they should.
Little girls will do anything to make their Daddy smile-
They’ll forgive their Daddies anything while they wither away defiled.
Eventually the little girl that has been beaten down and broken,
Will grow up with an emptiness that’s left unsaid or spoken.
She will be a woman with a little girl left inside,
Who’s just waiting to come out and no longer has to hide.
She may seek protection from Daddy wanna-bes,
Who will give her what she lacked and fulfill her girlie needs.
He may put her over his knee or just caress her like a pet.
She’d finally feel that love that gets her pussy wet.
No longer will she wonder if Daddy loves her so,
No longer will she guess or take her passions slow.
She doesn’t feel ashamed like she did when she was younger
She feels she’s finally capable of filling her girlie hunger.
Some never have good Daddies who treat them really good.
Some forget to love their little girls and protect them like they should.
Little girls will do anything to make their Daddy smile-
They’ll forgive their Daddies anything while they wither away defiled.
Eventually the little girl that has been beaten down and broken,
Will grow up with an emptiness that’s left unsaid or spoken.
She will be a woman with a little girl left inside,
Who’s just waiting to come out and no longer has to hide.
She may seek protection from Daddy wanna-bes,
Who will give her what she lacked and fulfill her girlie needs.
He may put her over his knee or just caress her like a pet.
She’d finally feel that love that gets her pussy wet.
No longer will she wonder if Daddy loves her so,
No longer will she guess or take her passions slow.
She doesn’t feel ashamed like she did when she was younger
She feels she’s finally capable of filling her girlie hunger.
Published 24th Feb 2010
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Anonymous
25th Feb 2010 9:09am
I lack words to say how much I love this little poem.You have got me teary, with your simple words so painfully suggestive of childhood abuse and growing up with a hole in your mind. I can relate wholehearted to this as one who has gone through something like this from a close-relative.I realy wish to give you a hug for writing this, thank you very much!
26th Feb 2010 00:36am
Im sorry for whatever you suffered at the hands of an adult who should have known better. We are like branches from the same tree.....
28th Jul 2011 7:08am
