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This poem is dedicated to a boy we call Jake. He's been through so much in his life with his twin, and I'm just happy that he's finally escaped it. We'll always be here for you, little one.
Sobbing, twisting, begging to leave I hold you tightly and don't let you go The picture haunts the eye of your mind Your soul in variants sing sad hope.
Eloquently stated you calm your cries And lift blue eyes to mine Twins hand clasped over gentle digits You tell me you want to die.
Pull back astonished, mist in my eyes But how could I ever say no to you? Already so hurt, raped battered, and beaten Childish body exposed on your personal internet hell.
Pornography of angels his twin whispers to me And we sit back and watch you stand. Eyes filled with tears you leave the room Never to be seen again.
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