I read this and had to pass it on

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I read this and had to pass it on

I read this and had to pass it on.

my name is sarah

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 werent ugly

then maybe my mommy

would still wanna hug me

i cant do a wrong

i can't speak at all

or else i locked up

all day long

when i wake up

im all alone

the house is dark

my folks arent home

when my mommy does come home

i try to be nice

so maybe i'll just get

one wipping tonight

i just heard a car

my daddy is back

from charlie's bar

i heard him curse

my name is called

i press myself

against the wall

i try to hide

from his evil eyes

im so afraid now

im starting to cry

he finds me weeping

calls me ugly words

he says it's my fault

he suffers at work

he slaps and hits me

and yells at me more

i finally get free

and run for the door

he's already locked it

i start to bawl

he takes me and throws me

against the hard wall

i fall to the floor

my bones nearly broken

and my daddy continues

with more bad words spoken

"im sorry,"i scream

but it's much to late

his face has been twisted

into an unimaginable shape

the hurt and pain

again and again

oh please god have mercy

oh please let it end

and finally he stops

and heads for the door

while i stay there motionless

sprawled on the floor

my name is sarah

i am three

and 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 to the gods for your forgivness

cuz you would have to be

one heartless person

to not be affected by this poem

and because you are affected

do something about it

so i ask you to do two things:

get this to the highest rated list so everyone can read this

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⏰ Last updated: May 28, 2010 ⏰

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