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The Rape of Her Dolls

VIOLENCE, in the doll corner here…

First, she’d started, by stroking her dolls, real gentle (yeah, I still KNOW, ‘k???), then, she’d turned violent, NOBODY knows why, and, NOBODY bothered enough to find out W-H-Y.

It happened, late one night, when she thought that everybody was asleep, but, someone WAS watching her, she’d stripped the clothes off her dolls, pulled down their panties, lined them up, on her bed, then, she waited, for him, to come, and tuck her in, and that, was their “special time” together…

Ever since that very FIRST time, she’d molested, and raped her dolls, hit them when they’d misbehaved, and when she realized that she’d gone overboard with her “disciplines”, she’d feel ashamed of herself, and, kissed the dolls’ “boo-boos”. And, this continued, until AFTER her mother finally divorced her father, but, that, was just the beginning of the next stage of pain that she’d encountered.

For every boyfriend her mother brought home, they’d come to her, when her mother was away, working the night shifts, and, during this time period, her dolls endured through the MOST violent of all times. She’d beaten them all up, pulled their heads off, thrown those severed heads into the trash, then, she’d picked the heads back up, “reconnected” to the dolls’ bodies, then, she’d caressed her dolls, cradled them,, cooed with them.

And now, she’d had one of her own, and, as she’d watched her own baby girl, she’d started noticing things too, like how her child would start to cry like crazy, when she’d gotten all doll up, to head out to the parties with that next guy………

In the end, MORE than DOLLS had been sacrificed, and now, there’s this SHRINE where ALL the broken up dolls go, to lay down, and D-I-E…

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Crucified, for My Beliefs

Because people (still NOT mentioning A-N-Y names there!!!) don’t like what I have to say, and so, a group of them gained UP on me, they’d fucking (oopsy!!!) stuck that wooden cross onto my front lawn (with a TOTAL DISREGARD and RESPECT for MY religious belief system too, can you believe it!!!), and then, they SET my yard ablaze…

Crucified, for my beliefs, and, there’s still NO changing WHAT I believe, even IF all that remained of me is the ashes. Crucified, for my beliefs, but why? How come YOUR values are worth MORE than mine? And, just because I have a difference of opinion compared to the VAST majority, does that mean, that I should get S-H-U-N-N-E-D? Where the FUCK (pardon the “French”!!!) IS the freedom in that?

Crucified, for my beliefs, I was already NAILED to the cross, and HUNG with that N-O-O-S-E, in the neighborhood big tree (don’t ask me which one!!!), and, I’m still here, kicking, AND screaming, LOUD as E-V-E-R, and the ONLY way for ME to SHUT the F*** (sorry, “maxed out”!!!) UP, would be IF I died, and someone put me on that dissection table, where I would have to wait (still QUITE impatiently), for MY dissections…

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If I Had a Voice

This, is ALL before I had……….GAGGED myself!!!
If I had a voice, I’d use it, to speak up and out, against everything that pisses me off in the world, and, ain’t NOBODY ever gonna be able to silence me!!!

If I had a voice, I would sing out the truth, like how the Little Mermaid wasn’t able to tell the Prince that she was the one who rescued him from drowning, instead of that OTHER woman who just came by at the right time (that OPPORTUNIST!!!).  If I had a voice, yeah, but I don’t, I’d been muffled up, and there’s a LOT of static when I try to speak (woof!!!), and, because I ain’t used my “tool” (hello, that’s my V-O-I-C-E here!!!) too long, I can make a single sound that’s comprehensible.

If I had a voice?  Oh, yeah, I DO have a voice, and it’s still growing louder, AND stronger here, by the nanosecond, as we speak too, and, ain’t NOBODY gonna shut ME up, silence me, or STOP me from B-I-T-C-H-I-N-G here, because???  Oh yeah, like you got what it takes, to silence me?  Think AGAIN, as the O-N-L-Y one on this freakin’ planet who can make ME shut up is still???  Moi, and, I have the right, to exercise my vocal cords here!!!

If I had a voice, I’d use it, to scream so fucking loud, that ALL your ears are gonna B-L-E-E-D, at the sound of me, SCREECHING (kinda like that time when I realized that my already DEAD Emily was going to carry the entire weight of the world upon her two tiny, baby shoulders?) yeah, it’s kinda like that, and, I know I won’t BE able to make that sound again, because I wouldn’t know H-O-W………

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