by Sherrell Faythe

Touched the little girl that way 
She thought she was a lady 
Still crying 
Wanting to be daddy’s baby
Hid her secret in her backpack 
Carried it like a heavy load 
Dreamed of another him 
As she grew- loving others the way he loved her
Too smart to be confused
Sadly miseducated 
Mind sedated with an imaginary vision of love 

Untitled by Sherrell Faythe

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