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The little girl was playing
in her grandparents yard
the grass was green with
dandelions blooming for spring

There were tiny honeysuckle
flowers scattered all over
the honey bees would be flying
from flower to flower

There were light yellow
butterflies fluttering
all around trails of ants
making little dirt mounds

There was a dingy old shack
behind the garage door
the worn down door was made
out of wood it had a big lock
that was never used

The entrance was muddy
there was no grass on
the ground just dirt
and potato bugs spiders
and old bones from a
previous dead dog

The little girls uncle
was always in a hurry
shoving his dick in her
mouth while she gagged
and felt dirty

The little girl told big
brother about certain events
he went and told Mommy and
Daddy and I was never
molested again

The bitterness I have
is that everyone acted
as if nothing was wrong
for the family's secrets
and pride was more
treasurable to their soul

I love them and hate them
til this day the Rapist Pig
has not looked at me in my
eyes and say my dear little
niece forgive me for all
the perverted things I did

And all that you cried
forcing you to give me blow
jobs and penetrating you
all the time cumming inside

and cleaning you with grandma's
napkins don't worry don't cry
I will never be able to
respect little girls until
the day that I die