Innocence Lost Life was not gentle for the little girl, surviving in a treacherous world. Predators, pretending to be confidants; her innocence devoured by lust. Caresses, disguised as affection, lurking in the shadows of her bedroom. Calloused hands, hurried by… Read More ›
Mine Too We stand on the porch belly to belly, A baby in yours, and mine like a bowl of jelly. Comparing the two rounded stomach’s we share, just food in mine, but you have a baby in there” Six… Read More ›
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