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Aliza

  • Writer: C.S.R.
    C.S.R.
  • Jul 4, 2019
  • 2 min read

Dear Sister,


So many other titles I can use but I go with "Dear Sister"

I know it's strange and formal but your life is dark and sinister

Never was a child, but instead an adult

But there are only three of us who know that it's your fault


And I'm sorry for what he did

And I'm so sorry for all your pain

I am sorry for the nothing that I've done

For you choose to loose so I can gain


Another night, another day, another "kill me now"

You never showed sadness and I've never felt but I knew somehow

The horrors you were fed,

The horrors that had led

You away from hope

And when they ask about the blues and blacks you act like a total dope

It's all taking its toll,

All his cruel control

Of one so young

What kind of sick man does this kind of thing for fun?

His lust you could detect,

And so you knew to protect

My purity

I don't want you going into his room to be the last thing I see


And I'm sorry for what he did

And I'm so sorry for all your pain

I am sorry for the nothing that I've done

For you choose to loose so I can gain


And he took you to his room in my stead

And messed up your pretty little head

He took away your innocence and filled you with dread

He made you undress and lye in his bed

Your view of loving uncles were torn to shreds

Though a princess, a horrid life you were fed


And I'm sorry for what he did

And I'm so sorry for all your pain

I am sorry for the nothing that I've done

For you choose to loose so I can gain

Your enslavement bought me my freedom

And you may wear a smile now but nothing can change what was done



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