> >SADD POEM
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> >My Name is Misty
> >My name is Misty I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must
> >be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made 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 speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked
> >up all the day long. When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark my folks
> >arent home When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get
> >just one whipping tonight. Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy
> >is back from Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse my name he calls I press
> >myself against the wall I try and hide from his evil eyes I'm so afraid now
> >I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping he shouts ugly words, He says its
> >my fault that he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me and yells at me
> >more, I finally get free And I run for 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 its now much too late His face has been twisted
> >into unimaginable hate 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 Misty
> >and I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me This is a real story, if
> >you want child abuse to end, copy and paste this and send it to all the
> >people on your list