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I was raised as a christaian, I went to church everyday
I always folded my hands and bowed my knees when I prayed
My parents were strict Catholics, made me learn their ways
life wasn't easy, and I always had to earn my pay
I went to a Catholic school, Saint Francis of Mary
But in some ways, this place was really quite scary
I was in 3rd grade, and I was new to the school
A fresh new youngster, who knew few of the rules
My instructor, Father John, was my teacher for Science
we never learned about evolution or such things of defiance
he taught us how God created the world, just in 7 days
and how he controls everything we do, in his heavenly ways
I was often dismayed by the way that he acted
he was just like one of the kids, we played and laughed with...
On the play ground, he would come, and we would play kick ball
and in Simon Says, he would always be the one to quick call
he was my mentor and friend, as wellas a successful preacher
he would even tutor me after school, what a wonderful teacher
but one day, on the strangest day of all
he asked me to meet him at 3:00 PM, down by the hall
i walked into the classroom and he locked the door
he told me to strip naked, and leave the clothes on the floor
forced me to suck his dick and lick him in all his places
is this what he meant by God sending down his heavenly graces?
then he placed his dirty face all over my private
the shock disabled my body, i was unable to fight it
he told me it was between us, and nobody else
if he's a holy man of God, is he still going to hell?
I still told my parents, and they were appalled to say the least
they promptly reported to the bishop, that I was laid by the priest
after the hearings, and all the proceedings
my family was paid a fortune, to never tell of thebeating
and i cried to myself, because to this day, my pain grows
ever since that moment, when i was touched by an "angel"
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