When she was small
She had her innocence slaughtered
He would creep nto her room
And slide his hand under her covers
He would say "SHHH don't move"
He would touch her where
They said no man should dare
He would hold her down
She would go to scream
He said "SHHHH"
So instead she whimpers and frowns
He threatends to kill not only her
But also her mother
If she says a word
So this burden she carres
This secret she shares; not even with the birds
Many nights she lies awake and cries
Wondering why
When she was small
Her innocence was slaughtered
She was robbed of her childhood
She was robbed of being a daughter
Instead she was treated like a toy
"Dear God" she cries, why wasn't I a boy
Tossed around and used
Mistreated, hurt, and abused
No one to come to her rescue
Instead she had to do the
RES---Q---ING
Her little sisters from this monster
Hoping and praying that when
They are older
They won't have to lie awake at night
And think about
Being small
And having their innocence slaughtered.
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