It was the bruised child within who believed she could find love anywhere that she went
She was a beautiful girl far beyond her years
Both mentally, and physically
It was quite the plan despite its being destructive
What man would resist her large supple breasts
And grown woman ass
Her waist was small
And her attention span short
She only wanted part time love
Nothing she could feel anywhere other than between her legs.
It was quite the plan despite its being destructive
But it satisfied her temporary desires.
She was but a child and had not the slightest idea of what real love took
She loved the look on a mans face as he orgasmed
The way he would hold her tight til he got it all out
Or the way he would stroke her hair while she sucked the life out of his dick
She was selling herself short
If only she knew the worth of what she was giving away
The meaning was taken from her as a child
Love was but a word and sex had all the feeling
She was on cloud nine when she climaxed
And she only said “I love you” when she was done
She was discreet so she wasn’t labeled a trick
She was good at what she did and only gave it to those worthy of her black book
And when she got bored on Tuesday nights she would make the call
That love was guaranteed – she was too good to say no to
They came running, no hesitation
As she grew in age she remained that trapped little girl
Careful enough to never make one of her own
She didn’t know how to raise a woman
She knew what she was
She didn’t know how to raise a man
She knew what they did to her
She was just lost and no one knew the difference.

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