my foster dad
She brought me home, I didn't see you for days, But then you finally came out of your cave, That first hug, Was kinda snug, And it hit me like a drug, You traced your hands, Across my ribs, And told me not to fib. I was sad, So you bought me some snacks, And told me to sit on your lap, I thought everything was fine, But then you put your hand on my thigh, You told me it was normal, But only if I had seen that it was horrible, Then there was the wrestling, you were on top of me, I couldn't breathe, You pinned me to the ground, Then told me to get out, But then you closed your eyes, And your lips were on mine, And your hands were down my pants, You told me to take off your belt, But you didn't care how I felt, I started to cry, You wiped the tear from my eye, Kissed me on the head, And told me to go to bed,
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