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The California sun came through the window and shined on Jasmine’s auburn hair. Her day had just begun she never could have predicted the way it would turn out.
Perfect daddy’s girl. Little daddy’s girl never again.
On her way to Shirley Madison high school a red corvette goes racing by. Jasmine’s head turns cause the driver looks familiar, she thought isn’t he working today?
Daddy’s little girl got in. Little daddy’s girl bye bye.
He took her to a shack in East Lajoya. Rape & sodomy were just a start. Battered and bruised from numerous punches to her body. She was found bound & naked & confused.
Two months later she was dancing at her prom with a boy, lets call him William. He kissed her neck and she bolted from the dance floor and into the bathroom she saw that face again.
Daddy’s little girl oh why? Little daddy’s girl don’t cry. Don’t cry.
She felt like the world was crashing in all around her. The girls in the bathroom just laughed. The scars on the surface were hidden with Madeline cover up. A psychologist said her visions would go away. They’d fade away. They’re not fading away. They’re here to stay.
The California sun came through the window and shined on the razor blade in Jasmine’s hand. The blood was deep red but her scars ran so much deeper the suicide note said. Little daddy’s girl bye bye. I couldn’t handle being daddy’s girl again.
Peter Gale Copyright 2002 Landlord@darcweb.com
------------------ Peace, Love & Life, The Landlord of Love landlord@darcweb.com
[This message has been edited by blakeh (edited 09-03-2002).]
Peace, Love & Life, The Landlord of Love landlord@darcweb.com
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