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Invisible

Dirty hands creep up my side
they're taunting me
they're telling lies
Dirty hands that were meant for love
touch me lower
and touch me above
I cry of pain, I don't want to remember
For the memories, I will never surrender,
Filthy man
I hate that smell
you sat me on your lap
you put me straight to hell
Dirty hands, they wont stop stinging
I was too young
For the pain you were bringing
Dirty hands from the bottle to my back
Now tortured daily from this sexual attack
Dirty hands that owned the night
No one to save me, no help in sight
They'll never know, or even bother
That those dirty hands belonged to my father.

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  • dustytiger
    November 19, 2008

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    there are so many heart wrenching stories in this contest, i can feel the pain in this, it makes me so sad that this stuff happens, great write, best of of luck in the contest


  • Mr Binky
    November 18, 2008
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    Expressive indeed my dear. Good job. Keep up the good work!


  • Symphony
    November 17, 2008
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    I do feel strange after reading this ; whilst it spoke of an unbearable topic, and such agonising pain and memories to go through, at the same time, it was done with a great dignity ; no hysterics, and no denial, but told very matter of factly, which, i think, just managed to make it even more hard hitting .... i'm sorry for what you went through


  • c e ll a r . d oo r
    November 14, 2008

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    powerful write on this sensitive subject. the flow was great. i related to this a lot, although... he wasn't my father, he was my uncle :/ if this is true to you, i'm sorry, it's a terrible thing to endure & live with.





  • 2lullabyhaven
    November 14, 2008

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    Though your write is expressing something unbearably painful...it is done with great finesse and with dignity-that's admirable indeed-good luck in the contest lol


  • storiesuntold gold member
    November 14, 2008

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    Oh my heart beaks in to

    Honey I so wish I could hold you and help you throguh this pain in your life . Its never too late to right a wrong and if this was your father then he must be brought out before he does this to any other child for if he would do this to you he will also do this to his grand children .You be the one to save the others and know in doing this you stopped the pain and can move on in your life .So many young people goes through this hell and feels its too late to do anything but its never too late to stop abuse never . My heart goes out to you honey and know it was never your fault and you should not feel badly about your life for God knows you are still pure at heart and his child forever and a day you are the innocent ones and will always be in his eyes .Talk to me anytime honey and know my arms are open anytime you feel the need to talk Im here for you OK

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