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Daddy


Dark nights and cold rooms Never did I think it'd be so soon. Daddys little girl, but not for long Now i've grown up and all, 16 and strong. Yelling, crying, breaking glass. I jumped out of bed like a student in class Door opens, moms crying, blood on my feet. Never did I think id see me my mom get beat. Stiches in her head, the bloddy scene etched in my head Never will I be able to sleep peacefully in my bed No one would believe us, they loved you too much. Now moms struggling, and im fatherless and such You hit her tell she bled and I stood there and cried A few hours later, the police told us you died. The rope burns on your neck, they represent fear But its cool, im okay. I know your still here I love you daddy, you still live. In my heart I just dont think the decision you made was too smart
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AshleyTownes96
This is based on a true story

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