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sachinc

You told me not to cry
It's OK, Daddy's here.
You turned around and locked the door,
And hit my mummy in the face.

I sat in silence from above,
While you kicked the shit out of my mum.
I sit and hear her painful screams
While you tell me, dream sweet dreams.

I see your parents, round for tea
While you make such a fuss for them.
And mummy stays inside her room,
Daddy, let her out. Please

I saw her looking out the window.
Her face was bleeding.
Daddy, why is mummy crying,
Make her stop it makes me sad.

The doctor came last week.
He said she was ill,
You said she fell down the stairs,
I said nothing.

Daddy, why is mummy crying,
Daddy, is mummy dying.
Please don't hurt her,
Hit me instead, please.

chadwick

That is sad.
That is terrible.
That is fucked.
Well done.

I am sorry that some people have to live this way.