Kitty's poems of the week for Tuesday, July 8, 2008

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Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Kane's not well.

MY KANE Kane is not well today He has a tummy bug He sat on the lounge and that's where he stayed. He layed his head down Trying to close his eyes William and Oliver acted like clowns And I looked up at the sky. Robert walked in And put his hand upon Kanes head 'I love you little man.' Robert said.... Sign in to see full entry.

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My Tortured Rape at the Age of Nine

I lick my Uncle’s dick, It felt like a stick. He was moving his hips, His dick was poking my lips. He put his hand on my breast, I try to move away, He said ‘Sit down and rest.’ My Uncle tied my arms to the bed, I try to yell out, He stuffed my mouth instead. Uncle took my clothes off me, I just... Sign in to see full entry.

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