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Oct 2017
You think you can still get to me after all these years.
The years of torture that were beyond some of my worst fears.

Well I am out the other end and striving day by day.
Our daughters want nothing to do with you and that is how you'll pay.

You used me like a blow up doll, hurt me in and out.
It's taken years for me to speak up and let it all come out.

The haunting that's going through my mind while I am learning to say.
What horrible stuff you did to me every time you weren't away.

I used to blame myself for this I wasn't good enough.
And then I'd blame the way you were when you were on that stuff.

I now know that it wasn't me that made you do those things.
But I can't pretend I am ok with the memories it brings.

You'd push me to the floor and you'd get on top of me.
I'd cry so bad that when it stopped I could hardly see.

To start with it was just plain *** but then it got much worse.
You sodomised me so hard that my *** would feel it'd burst.

The worst thing that you done to me is hard for me to write.
You pushed a tin of polish in me I was too tired to fight.

You often used other things as you couldn't get hard .
I'm surprised with the pain I was in I'm not in the graveyard.

There was a time you'd wake me up by inserting your ****.
Into my mouth to make me gag so much that I was sick.

The worst thing was that all you said was it was married ***.
I promise u I am so glad that u r now my ex!
Written by
Joanne Murdoch
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