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one bullet left

for the man who turned cops and robbers to rapists sent free-

who robbed her of her childhood years, 

changed a child’s giggles to blood stained tears.

trust issues greater than a swig of whiskey, a phone password, and a diagnosis 

from some paid off shrink to “fix her” can fix.

as if it’s her fault, 

they let this man into their family,

trusted him alone in her chambers.

now the chamber’s empty,

and the blood’s staining the confession 

he mailed to her house, signed:

the best he ever had.

sealed in an envelope, signed:

you don’t mess with mommy’s little girl. 
-Allison Ryder 
  

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