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My name is Sarah I am but 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 can't speak at all I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up All the day long
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight
Don't make a sound! I just heard a car
My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse My name he calls
I press myself Against the wall.
I try and hide From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more,
I finally get free And I run for the door.
He's 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 bad words spoken.
"I'm 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 Sarah And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy Murdered me.
We need to stop child abuse!
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TIMES ARE CHANGING AND THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN DO TO HELP IT FRIENDS, GUYS, GIRLS, AND MATIRAL OBJECTS COME AND GO WITH THE NEVER ENDING CYCLE OF CHANGE. LIFE GETS HARDER THE LONGER WE LIVE, SOMETIMES IT SEEMS EASIER TO JUST ROLL OVER AND DIE BUT THE GOOD LORD HAS A PORPUSE FOR EVERY SINGLE INDIVIDUAL PERSON AND IF WE DIE THE CYCLE OF CHANGE IS INTERUPTED WITH SORRO AND GRIEF THUS LEAVING AN EMPTY SPACE THAT CAN NEVER BE REPLACED. GOOD LORD WILL JUDGE YOU UPON WHAT YOU DID WITH YOUR LIFE AND HOW YOUR SOUL FOLLOWED THROUGH. NO ONE PERSON IS PERFECT AND NO ONE PERSON WILL EVER BE, SOMETIMES IT SEEMS LIKE ANOTHER PERSONS LIFE IS BETTER THAN OUR OWN AND WE WORK HARDER TO ACHIEVE WHAT THEY HAVE ACHIEVED BUT IT'S NOT GOOD FOR THE SOUL BECAUSE ALL YOU WANT IS TO BE BETTER THAN THAT ONE PERSON THUS LEADING TO SIN IN SEVERAL WAYS. MY LIFE HAS ALWAYS BEEN FULL OF DISAPPOINTMENTS BUT I NEVER LET IT STOP ME FROM TRYING TO BE A BETTER PERSON IN THE LORDS EYES THATS WHY I'M ALWAYS A GOOD PERSON AT HEART BUT I PUT OFF THE HARD EXTERION THAT SAYS "MESS WITH ME AND YOU'LL REGRET IT BUDDY". SO I CAN BE LEFT ALONE TO DO THINGS THE WAY I THINK THE GOOD LORD INTENDED FOR ME TO DO. LIFE IS HARD EXPECIALLY WITH ALL THESE CHANGES BUT ALL WE CAN DO IS ACCEPT WHAT COMES OUR WAY AND USE IT TO GUIDE OTHER PEOPLE DOWN A DIFFERENT PATH. FOR GOOD OR BAD
The summit of happiness is
reached when a person is
ready to be what he or she is.
My name is Sarah I am but 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 can't speak at all I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up All the day long
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight
Don't make a sound! I just heard a car
My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse My name he calls
I press myself Against the wall.
I try and hide From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more,
I finally get free And I run for the door.
He's 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 bad words spoken.
"I'm 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 Sarah And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy Murdered me.
We need to stop child abuse!
Help Support This and Put This in Your Profile
TIMES ARE CHANGING AND THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN DO TO HELP IT FRIENDS, GUYS, GIRLS, AND MATIRAL OBJECTS COME AND GO WITH THE NEVER ENDING CYCLE OF CHANGE. LIFE GETS HARDER THE LONGER WE LIVE, SOMETIMES IT SEEMS EASIER TO JUST ROLL OVER AND DIE BUT THE GOOD LORD HAS A PORPUSE FOR EVERY SINGLE INDIVIDUAL PERSON AND IF WE DIE THE CYCLE OF CHANGE IS INTERUPTED WITH SORRO AND GRIEF THUS LEAVING AN EMPTY SPACE THAT CAN NEVER BE REPLACED. GOOD LORD WILL JUDGE YOU UPON WHAT YOU DID WITH YOUR LIFE AND HOW YOUR SOUL FOLLOWED THROUGH. NO ONE PERSON IS PERFECT AND NO ONE PERSON WILL EVER BE, SOMETIMES IT SEEMS LIKE ANOTHER PERSONS LIFE IS BETTER THAN OUR OWN AND WE WORK HARDER TO ACHIEVE WHAT THEY HAVE ACHIEVED BUT IT'S NOT GOOD FOR THE SOUL BECAUSE ALL YOU WANT IS TO BE BETTER THAN THAT ONE PERSON THUS LEADING TO SIN IN SEVERAL WAYS. MY LIFE HAS ALWAYS BEEN FULL OF DISAPPOINTMENTS BUT I NEVER LET IT STOP ME FROM TRYING TO BE A BETTER PERSON IN THE LORDS EYES THATS WHY I'M ALWAYS A GOOD PERSON AT HEART BUT I PUT OFF THE HARD EXTERION THAT SAYS "MESS WITH ME AND YOU'LL REGRET IT BUDDY". SO I CAN BE LEFT ALONE TO DO THINGS THE WAY I THINK THE GOOD LORD INTENDED FOR ME TO DO. LIFE IS HARD EXPECIALLY WITH ALL THESE CHANGES BUT ALL WE CAN DO IS ACCEPT WHAT COMES OUR WAY AND USE IT TO GUIDE OTHER PEOPLE DOWN A DIFFERENT PATH. FOR GOOD OR BAD
The summit of happiness is
reached when a person is
ready to be what he or she is.
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