You sat on my bed, your bottom half bare.
You told me to suck you down there.
So I bent down and did what you said,
All the time, wishing I was dead.
You would push my head down with your hands,
Choking me, as you told me your demands.
And I would just do them, every time,
For I did not know you were committing a crime.
But a crime it was, I was being abused.
I was told to do acts that made me dirty and used.
But I was only a child, so very small.
I should not have been set up for that fall.
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