That little girl, by Ashley Reneë *Raining Tears*
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She cries for help,
It does not come.
She's covered in bruises,
Everybody wonders what they're from.
She's scared to go to sleep at night,
Because that's when daddy likes to play.
He doesn't stop when she cries 'it hurts!'
All this happens everyday.
Her mom disappeared when she was four,
So she was never there.
Nobody to save that little girl from abuse,
She didn't think that mommy did care.
One night daddy came into her room,
Angrier than before.
She told daddies secret to a friend,
Then daddy beat and raped her until she didn't move no
more.
She blamed her mom for everything,
Until she saw her at the gates.
Daddy did the same to her,
She and mommy had matching fates.
Nobody will ever know,
What daddy did to them.
An untold story waiting to be heard,
From a little girl whose world was dark and dim. |
Posted: 2010-05-17 21:28:19 UTC |
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2010-05-17 22:45:26 | ~Angela~ |
aww.sad.but cool. |