father
Fortune was full of luck
Slapped from the nest
The house was destroyed
Since I was a child, I found your shadow behind the curtains of my breasts so that I wouldnt scream.
Your hand on my mouth
Hidden in Your Hands
Your angry voice in the yard
It was black, and
Fathers gray sky
I was depraved, depraved
In the form of a girl whose father
My motherless remained silent
Until our reputation was poured on the carpet
To aunts and uncles
The Pillar of the House Collapsed
Fathers Gone Sale
Rape me
Rape to get revenge
Rape me
Rape of this prisoner
The spirit of tobacco and coarse beards is from a great hand
I cried.
Who am I?
Except for the girl whose little shoulders are filled with tears.
Broken under the mothers tent
Rape Daddy Every Night
Father, rape me.
