Daddys Girlmature
I have always known,
My Daddy would call.
He would save me from this hell hole,
Take me away,
Call me Princess like all the other girls Daddies.
That never happened,
Or I think it didn’t.
Why would
I be standing here
With Mommy’s stern hand holding my right,
Daddy waving to me by the fountain.
I studying the Court House.
Mommy beings to pulling me,
Into the large building.
I look back and see Daddy embracing a women.
“Mommy, who is she?”





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