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Sleeping pills can keep one drowsy, shut out the and feel but nothing
Yet to find total closure for terrors of the past, a saddened man now
the at last

Ninth to the left, laid all answers to what had kept him drunk for all
years
A gently knocking but no answer, hesitated for a then turned the knob
and stepped

In front of him a made bed, in it a woman sleeping, he pulled up a chair
So fragile and so helpless, he her hand and held it and whispered in her
ear

My dear Ms. Sinclair, you are my mother and a of evil
How could you leave me there in old church, why

My first vague memories of Father and me on my knees
He stole my boyhood early, him and the other
While preaching I was dirty and needed to be

Baptized my young face soggy semen every evening while tears ran
Alternated with violent whipping in God's name, I was a of shame.

Dorian, he sodomized my weak and body
The went inside my ravished rear end and bent me open
Those yellow still haunt my dreams

Caged daylight inside a cellar, he kept me locked up 'til pleasure he

I know God's light is shining but this soul will never see a heaven
I am certain of

My dear Ms. Sinclair, you are my mother and a whore of
How could you leave me there in old church, why

one night I noticed he'd forgotten to lock the doors and I saw my chance
I out and ran off, foggy air, morning dark, the grass was wet
I'd been there for so long, not of my age, the wicked Father D. may he
burn in
You die oh spiteful bitch, you put me there.

she opened her eyes and stared at him silent at first
Felt she was his hand, the wrinkly old hag

Ms.
My dear boy, my Edward let me tell you of your past
Please son ease down, sit and listen to me

I was born where you grew up, of Father Dorian
His line of blood deep, deeper than you can possibly imagine

Night after night he me of pride
Pleasing his need, a child of his breed that could smile
Instead of with a dolly I had to play with him
In my I can still taste his salt veiny skin

Barely fertile yet daily raped, his seed
Finally my womb managed to impregnate
My father, my lover had now me a mother
As he my baby I wept to God

I left the church right my baby boy was born
I was replaced by my infant to be my toy
toy was you dear Edward and I'm glad I left you there
Our Father's love for his can never be compared.