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Child abuse

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 wern't ugly

Then maybe my mummy

Would still want to hug me

I can't do anything right

I can't speak at all

Or else I'm locked up

Forever more

When I'm awake

I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home

When my mummy does come home

I'll try and be nice

So maybe ill just get

One beating tonight

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's bar

Where he's been all night

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

I'm so scared now

I'm starting to cry

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words

He says its my fault

He suffers at work

He kicks me and hits me

And yells some 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

Hard against the wall

Then 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

I'll pray for your forgiveness

You would have to be

One heartless person

Not to affected by thee

Child Abuse is not right and it has to stop

Hey there *pet name*!!!!

This isn't one that I wrote myself but one that I found circulating on bbm and I thought that you might like it.

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