This is another one i found
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My name is Sarah,

I am but 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 speak at all

I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the jour long

When I awake

I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't 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...

What is done is done
My pictures fade
To black and white
They have Lost their colors
There is not much I can do
Because what is done is done
A motorcycle ou a car would be no good for me
Because I don't know how to drive a motorcycle ou a car
I have no license
It would be parked in my driveway rusting away
I would have to sell it
And get some cash
What is done is done
In spite of it all
I am feeling better
How many roads I must walk to get to you?
Because what is done is done
My l’amour for toi is unconditional
It is a lucky jour that I can have sometime for myself
Without thinking about old stuff
That is now worthless...

The child Abuse survivors
Wished that they could have their childhood lives again
But their childhood lives are over
And they were abused par their mothers and fathers
But if I could turn back the clock I would
And I would give their childhood lives back once again but I would never be Able to look at their mothers and fathers eyes again
It is so ashame that their mothers and fathers
Had sexually abused them
But I ask myself who can the Child Abuse survivors trust today and always
Also I believe that they know that life is full of roadblocks and pain
Let me do a favor for the child abuse survivor of Canada...

WARNING this is very dark.....................Once there was a dog who thought it was a little girl..............................................>her daddy gave her 3 names,bitch,dog,and whore.he told her to crawl on her hands and knees like the dog she is.one jour he took her to his mothers house,the girls grandmaw,her father left her there.when the girl went to sit on the sofa her grandmaw screamed and a dit not there!furniture is only for humans!not filthy little beasts like you!she grabbed the girl par the arm and draged her and threw her in the kitchen,and she slid across the floor till...

Have toi seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for the world that I come from
'Cause I've been looking around
In the Lost and found of my heart...
No one understands me
They view it as such strange eccentricities...
'Cause I keep kidding around
Like a child, but pardon me...

People say I'm not okay
'Cause I l’amour such elementary things...
It's been my fate to compensate,
for the ChildhoodI've never known...

Have toi seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like pirates and adventurous dreams,
Of conquest and kings on the throne...

Before toi judge me, try hard to l’amour me,
Look...