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Daddy loves you

Your shame shall be pinned to the wall
To be displayed next to hunting trophies
And placentas of long dead ancestors
You will have no place here
Or there or anywhere
We shall hold you and your desires
Captive, and singe any melody
Before it turns into a song of resistance
We will hurt you and any
You dare to love without permission
For never forget, we control you
We own you but always remember
Daughter dearest
Daddy loves you


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