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Family bussiness

1 They said ist your child, boy please,
how could you be related to me and have the ardacity to rape me.
We are family, to be this close is a violation of me,
to see u this way embarasses me.
STOP dont you hear me,
too scared to scream cause of the way u, it might be seen,
you on top of me.
I place my hands on my face and cry
thinkn to god "Oh Lord Why,WHY".
I know why cause your a monster that came to light,
doing rong deeds so others can bring them 2 light.
Well what doesnt kill me makes me stronger
and i will pick you out of the line up tommorra.
O the sorra i feel 4 myself
how could i be taken advataged of by someone
so close to myself?
Out of all the people in the world i wish it were somone else.

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1. toodie on Wednesday, July 27, 2005, 06:49:51.

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  • Updated Wednesday, 27-Jul-2005 06:49:51 PDT