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[title] => HOOKER: part II
[time] => 2004-04-30 10:20:10
[hometext] => this is the second part to HOOKER:part I
[bodytext] => i am lost in this world of sex and betrall lost to my family and my fathers beating hands all i have left is the cloths on my back night after night i sleep with all these men who only want sex and a peck for good luck slides money between my breast and shows me goodnight one night was not good at all for when i found a man he wasn't the one he saw me with my short looking skirt looking so sluty i mine as well be naked he took me to the hotel room but this time its was not empty there were three other men waiting and ready for me to undress and let them all play but i did not want too for the first time i said "NO" but the men did not like that they began to push and pull untill i saw black and woke up covere in red and white i was bleeding form head so i could not stand i had cum stains on my clothing even some in my hair i hated doing what i was doing so i told my father i was done doing his bidding thats when he got andgry sad and confused for i have never told him "NO" he grabbed my by the throut threw me for a spin beat me till i cold not stand climbed on top and played his own toon i hated seeing his face all red i hated seeing him ontop of me all dead [comments] => 3 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 36 [informant] => AmaNdAsHepArD [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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