Here we go again, his hand in my pants, where is my mommy now. My voice drowned out, he ignored my ouch n on me he's doing his thing. My cries don't mean nuttn, my backside he's rubbin n to him it's just games n fun. But one of these days I'll look to him n say, "How could dad. I'm ur son." -Powerful Piece
copywritten.2009.Leukemiona Daniels
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