My
name is Misty,
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen,
I cannot see,
I must not be loved,
For I am punished,
By cigarette burns,
I must do right,
I can't do wrong,
Or else I'm locked up,
All day long,
When I wake up,
I'm all alone,
The house is dark,
My folks aren't home,
I'm really just an expensive joke,
No more no less then speed or coke,
Be QUIET now!
I hear the car,
My dad is back,
From Charlie's Bar,
I hear him curse,
My name he calls,
I squeeze myself against the wall,
On my bed,
It's to late,
His face is twisted into hate,
I feel the pain again and again,
Oh dear God please let it end,
My name is Misty,
I am but three,
Last night my father murdered me.......
this is really really sad
credit to whomever
My name is Misty, I am but three, My eyes are swollen, I cannot
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Jul 3, 2009 12:04am
