bloodletter1980
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a grande guignole is played out tonight ,in vigettes written in my mind
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Post by bloodletter1980 on Dec 13, 2008 10:57:38 GMT -5
a lost and frightened child sits curled upon the floor hiding from the red eyed monster just out side the closed off door daddy drank the bad stuff and he,s mad as mad can be and when he drinks the bad stuff he always seems to hate me
i cant hide from him forever cause he always finds me in the end and by then he just gets twice as mad and theres no way to defend i wonder why daddy hates me why he always beats me bad what did i do to make him hate me it sometimes makes me sad
oh help me baby jesus i have no one left but you oh help me make it thru the night the nights so black and im so blue
oh help me baby jesus oh help me before i die and if you cant help me jesus please ask your daddy to try.
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Post by aka on Dec 13, 2008 19:00:15 GMT -5
A sad story bloodletter, but if it helps people to get an understanding of what some people had/have to endure, then it is certainly worth telling. Thankyou for sharing.
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