They say I'm damaged, that papa's insane.
But, I know it just isn't true.
He gave me sweets and candy.
I used to have a sweet tooth.
One night he handed me a glass,
it was bubbly and tickled my throat.
My head got all mushy.
I think I may have vomited.
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.....
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So I was baking monkey bread yesterday,
I was just about to put on the icing.
Then I had the strangest urge,
and I tossed it all away.
"I suppose I'm a little eccentric?"
I left the office but not before I saw
the notebook covered in illegible scrawl, but
for the phrase encased in quotes:
"Daddy was a pervert."
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