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EvitatheAkita
My name is Lily
I am but three
My eyes are swollon
I cannot see
I must be so stupid
I must be really bad
What else could have made
My daddy so mad
I wish i were better
I wish i werent ugly
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me
I cant speak at all
I cant do wrong
Or else im locked up
All day long
When i wake im all alone
The house is dark
My folks arent home
When my mommy does come
Ill try to be nice
So maybe ill get just
One beating tonight
o no Dont make sound
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From charlies bar
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the cold wall
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
Im so afraid
Im starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words
He says its my fault
He struggles at work
He slaps me
and then hits me more
I finally get free
And i ran for the door
Hes already locked it
And i start to bawl
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken
And my daddy continues
With more ugly words spoken
'Im sorry', i scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please god,have mercy!
Oh please let it end !
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While i lay there
Motionless
Sprawled on the floor......

My name is Lily
I am but three
Tonight my daddy
murdered me.

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EvitatheAkita28 Sep 20070comments

Daddy's Poem... [really sad]
Don't read without tissues because it will make you cry if you have a heart..

Her hair was up in a pony tail,

her favorite dress tied with a bow.

Today was Daddy's Day at school,

and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,

that she probably should stay home.

Why the kids might not understand,

if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,

for her to face this day alone.

And that was why once again,

she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school

eager to tell them all.

About a dad she never sees;

a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet.

Children squirming impatiently,

anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,

every child turned to stare.

Each of them was searching,

for a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"

she heard a boy call out.

"She probably doesn't have one,"

another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,

she heard a daddy say,

"Looks like another deadbeat dad,

too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,

as she smiled up at her Mom.

And looked back at her teacher,

who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,

slowly she began to speak.

And out from the mouth of a child,

came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,

because he lives so far away.

But I know he wishes he could be,

since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,

I wanted you to know.

All about my daddy,

and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories

he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses,

and taught me to fly a kite.

We used
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EvitatheAkita22 Aug 20070comments