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help me lord help me quick!!!!Category: sad
Tuesday, 4 September 2007
04:15:50 PM (GMT)
My name is rin
I am three 
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 rin
I am three, 
Tonight my daddy 
Murdered me 
And you can help 
Sickens me to the soul, 
And if you read this 
and dont 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!

Same thing:
This is A TRUE STORY AND IF YOU DON'T PASS THIS ON YOU DON'T 
HAVE A SOUL!!! 




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 can't do a wrong, 
I can't speak at all, 
Or else I'm locked up, 
All day long.

When I'm awake, 
I'm all alone, 
The house is dark, 
My folks aren't home.


When my mommy does come home, 
I'll try and be nice, 
So maybe I'll just get, 
One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car, 
My daddy is back, 
From Charlie's bar 

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 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.

He's 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.

"I'm sorry!"  I scream, 
But it's now much too late, 
His face has been twisted, 
Into an unimaginable shape.

The hurt and the pain, 
Again and again, 
Oh please God, have mercy! 
Oh 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, 
If you read this, 
And don't pass it on.

I pray for your forgiveness, 
You would have to be, 
One heartless person, 
Not to be affected, 
By this Poem.

And because you ARE affected, 
Do something about it! 
So all I ask you to do, 
Is pass this on! 






IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE! 
Post this as "Daddy ... It hurts." 

If you do not send this to everyone you know 
Then you obviously don't care about child abuse.

At first I thought this was just a chain letter 
And I wasn't going to send it either,
But now I realize that this is an important situation.

At least 5 children each day from around the world die from child abuse

.........

(yeah guys, it is kinda sick)
Last edited: 4 December 2009

Comments 
kinkin cries:   4 September 2007   557492  
is that true
DeanWincesterFan says:   4 September 2007   627456  
obviously it isn't. how could she write it if she's dead? nice work!
‹xXHeart_Bleeding_See_The_TearsxX› says :   6 September 2007   482452  
it is to i wrote it for her sake.duhhhhh
 

 
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