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Broken and beaten

Poetry By: MorganLitchfield
Poetry



It'll be okay..


Submitted:May 14, 2012    Reads: 28    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Your cold eyes, their hateful lies,

Brought you into this world,

Said you were their little girl.

But they hurt you, there wasn't anything you could do,

But scream and cry,

And if you could talk, I'm sure you'd ask "Why?"

"Why mommy.. why daddy? If you didn't love me, why did you have me?"

They scream, they yell.. and your life, a living hell.

If you were mine, baby girl you would be fine,

I would hold you and love you.. but now there is nothing I can do..

You aren't here anymore, and you weren't even four..

You didn't deserve that life, you should have grown up,

And became a wife.. and had kids of your own..

But sadly, their love was never shown..

I would hold your hand, dance with you in the sand,

Hold you, love you.. talk to you too..

I would kiss your head,

Then maybe.. you wouldn't be dead.

I love you with all my heart,

Just know, this love will never part.





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