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i am soooooooo against child abuse. i is mean and wrong. when u do it it is hurting a innocent little child this is a poem one of my friends sent me. read to the nottom dont stop
This is sooooo sad!
Body: My name is Chris
I am three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I cant do a wrong
I cant speak at all
Or else im locked up
All day long.
When im awake im all alone
The house is dark
My folks arent home
When my mommy does come home
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
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From Chariles bar.
I hear him curse
My name is called
I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his evil eyes
Im so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words,
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> >He says its my fault
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> >He suffers at work.
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> >He slaps and hits me
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> >And yells at me more,
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> >I finally get free
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> >And run to the door
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> >Hes already locked it
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> >And i start to bawl,
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> >He takes me and throws me
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> >Against the hard wall
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> >I fall to the floor
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> >With my bone s nearly broken,
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> >And my daddy continues
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> >With more bad words spoken,
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> >"Im sorry!", I scream
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> >But its now much to late
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> >His face has been twisted
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> >Into a unimaginable shape
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> >The hurt and the pain
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> >Again and again
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> >O please God, have mercy!
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> >O please let it end!
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> >And he finally stops
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> >And heads for the door
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> >While i lay there motionless
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> >Sprawled on the floor
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> >My name is Chris
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> >I am three,
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> >Tonight my daddy
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> >Murdered me
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