It's no accident
You fit the profile
Brilliant and gregarious
And caught in the headlights
They take you for a ride

It's a formula race
Straight out of the book
You willingly get in the car
Captured by the crowd
As Rebecca ****** waves the flag

They seal the deal
With the Queen of Hearts
She plays you deep
Growing your taste for speed
And you lap it up

Getting hit by cars
Is an insurance policy
Twice bought and sold
Realigning the steering
And covering potential loss

Many might be totaled
By ventures in the down-under
But a classic Valiant
Is a humble muscle car
That finds its way home

Your semi short
Fairy dark red  hair
The freckles on your face
That kind smile that
Indicates that you're a doctor

I know I have a boyfriend
But images of us making love
At night in your office
Our faces and bodies outlined in moonlight
Makes me go into
A frenzy
With love and pleasure

Then it a disappears in a snap
Your a ripped from me
Sold to a wicked man
Living in squalor
Have you forgotten
I come to find you
In this sorry state

Learly of who I am
At first you recognize me
Then runs with me to back
To normalcy
Only to die
At a young age

They say that your heart was too weak from
Years of torture
But I know you died from a broken heart

mama, i made someone happy yesterday!
i smiled as the door opened
              just as i always did
it was my first time to be chosen
    to be honest i was so nervous
they made me try out so many clothes
they said i had to look as pretty as i should
         they said they were trying to bring out
         my youthful look...
i never thought that meant
     more skin.
     more chest.
     more legs.
              he was an old man
wrinkles ravaged round his face
yet his smile had no blemish
          he stared at me
          and chose me almost immediately
i was never more proud
yet i was clueless of what next to do
    i should have wrote to you as early as then
         but as soon as
       we arrived
                          at my 'new home'
                or at least that was how he called it
   he called me to his room
            he nearly had to kneel
            in order to see me
                eye
                to
                eye
      i thought he was going to hug me
      as he leaned in
                                 he just undid my bra
            his hands were huge
            they cover almost my whole chest
he asked me to take of my shorts
        and he was smiling
   for once i knew
              i was doing something right
i barely slid my undergarment off and he pressed me against the unsuspecting bed
       he grabbed both my legs
                    as he told me to open them
              while he tole me to close my eyes
    he started
          pushing against me
      it was so so hard             so painful
relentless      excrutiating            i had to
                 bite my tongue to stop myself
         from screaming
               i think i was bleeding?
           i felt the blood pour out
                        i couldn't take it.
    i couldn't ask him to calm down
               it was just way too fast
he was panting                breathing heavily
         grunting         driving himself too hard
    it was like he could run out of breath
                       i wanted to make him stop
i really did
                   trust me.
            but as soon as i tried to shout
      or help him or something
                he fell over
          don't worry though he was still breathing
                           and his face
he just looked way too happy
           i was paralyzed the rest of the day
     until now i can barely stand up
                    but he was just so in bliss
       i hope you're proud of me mama.
              he said earlier he'd be taking me back
to the warehouse later
            i don't know why though.
     do you think he'll tell them i've been
         a good daughter?
                   i hope so.