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How to be the perfect victim

How to be the perfect victim
I sit still doing nothing but watch the Tv.
He sits there watching me.
I wash the filth off my body before going to bed.
when I got out covered in nothing but a robe.
He comes close and unties my trust and invades my heart.
He makes a monster out of his name.
And when I say "dad please stop", he says
"it's only a game".
What does that mean?
Then he just lets me go with a smirk.  
Like if he knew I'd be tormented by the thoughts of what could of continued that night.
I showered again that night.
But nothing could clean the filth he left on my skin.
Or the filth I felt inside.
I was the perfect victim for him.
I was his Daughter.
 

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