Father left You were crushed Like the petals of a flower Between the pages of a novel A long forgotten bookmark The end of a sad chapter When he left her she read no more And so left all trust Of any man that wants you To dress in black plastic Or sing with your eyes only As though you were autistic Whisper diamonds and insolence Enter misadventure Neither tawdry or resplendent In clothes that hide your figure She was daddy's little sparrow He was a dirty picture window Mister inappropriate Who washes his hands after He things someone is watching Too restless for education Craves only entertainment And to this day There is no one you trust Father left your mom They say you were crushed Like the petals of a flower Between pages of a novel A long forgotten bookmark
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