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Monday, October 22, 2007


daddy hurts him


hi i'm from england.my name is lahema .anime.luvs.freaks is my best friend.i luv cars(go top gear) fav game:halo and some others like call of duty 4 ihave short black hair. i wear glasses. i luv games and drawin ohh and my fav colour is green. also people find it amusing wen im in pain.u know who u r!!^_^ im lazy but i like sports.(not true,im not evil, only 2 my friendz) If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile. If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy and paste this into your profile If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vice versa copy this into your profile



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Child abuse, not somethin that should be ignored...

: 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
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,
He says its my fault
He suffers at work

He slaps and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And run to 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 bad words spoken,

"Im sorry!", I scream
But its now much to late
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain
Again and again
O please God, have mercy!
O 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 Chris
I am three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me



And you can help
Sickens me to the soul,
And if you read this
and don't pass it on
I pray for your forgivness
Because you would have to be
One heartless person
To not be effected
By this Poem

And because U R effected,
Do something about it!
So all i ask you to do
Is pass this on!

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!

PLEASE COPY AND PASTE THIS AND PASS IT ON !!
REPOST THIS AS "daddy hurts him"

look. child abuse is sick. this poem had traveled so far so please keep it travelling. copy and paste it. the actual writer of this poem is unknown. i first read dis poem on paperdollheaven (now called stardoll). so please, please post dis on your site. coz the poem really need to travel more. because some one who could do that to another is sick SICK. copy and paste please.

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