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...imprisoned in a secret den with locked doors

Her body being used for sexual thrill peaks.

Sadistic excitement from seeing her blood

And the whip-weals on what once was pure

Her pain, to him, an aphrodisiac

To his insecurities, dominance the cure.

But she gives not a damn for the problems he had

He's warped her mind and beaten down her soul

Taking away all she could have had

Tarring what was innocent and whole.

She weeps over lost rainbows

All the hopes and dreams he destroyed

She'll never let herself love again

Nothing can ever fill that void.

At night, every shadow to her is Him

Coming back to harm her again

To grip her throat, and force her down

Decorate the bedroom floor with bloodstain.

Her mother still goes to visit Him

In the prison where he's iron-clad

But the girl he has broken will never again

Refer to him as her Dad.

A Mothers Angermature

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