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This child was tamed to the heart beat of her mother
From strict discipline she grew tough
Nothing ever seemed good enough
At a young age she experimented with drugs
Her friends encouraged sex
But she turned away from something so unfamiliar
One day
She changed everything about herself
From her smile, to her attire.
She became wild
Exposing herself to freedom
Beyond the shelters of home.
She longed for excitement
Among places unknown
It wasn’t long before her parents caught the agenda she was fixated on
Her father was quick to teach her a lesson
With a painful whipping
The moment she dare embrace being a woman
Her pants once baggy turned tight
They painted her figure
Hugging her hips just right
She had everybody mesmerized
By her grace
She set the pace
Making her life the game
The gamble between good and bad
Still ridiculed for being an undercover slut
Her father screamed, while slapping her across the face
This time she had no patience, and could wait no longer
To get out of that place
This timeline grew to every adventure
Expanded every ounce of sin
Endured the ache, the pain and fulfillment of
Love and drugs
To the utmost extreme
At eighteen she was raped
After that, she lost
All of her will.
All of her strength.
She became a mess
The relationship with her mother
Suffered
While she hid
Behind a mask
Terrified to grasp
Her own life again.
Each night she cried.
Several years later
She grew from the scars
But walked around with a hardened heart
Like evils daughter
She became the product
Of hate
The new generation age
Of America’s most wanted case
The man who raped her
Was left to walk away
He too, had children
She knew
He had to pay
So as the rage built a machine
Theory
The fury replaced the feelings of sorrow
She would make him sorry for ever existing
There was no resilience beneath the plan
At that moment
She lost herself
Maybe she could have escaped.
Instead,
She didn’t move.
He held her down
He took
What she promised herself
She’d keep sacred
But he left her disgruntled
And naked
That body was left behind
With the weak a** senseless s***
At the time
Of her captivation
No longer waiting!
She is that woman with a grudge.
Ready to blow that mother****er up ! ! !
Written by: Desir'ee Chavez
