526 (27.11.2015)

I took some time out to sit with my mum,
He paid her to touch him when she was four
And that was just the first, soon she was numb
Again, again abused like times before.
In school only one teacher let her be,
The others all snogged her and touched her tits,
The headmaster, she said, breathed heavily,
Regard how gently evil on men sits.
Her uncle was the worst of course, the worst,
Got her to lick the syrup off his cock,
If she refused he raged and screamed and cursed,
Left notes inside the phone book by the clock.
And I sprang out of this in waves of pain,
I leave her flat and walk home through the rain.

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