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little girl
little girl
lost in white ruffels
sitting in a dark corner of the room
like a porcelin doll
listening to the shouts
watching foreboding shadows dance
upon the walls,
stay,
that is what daddy said,
with his gross stale breath
sliping down her soft cheeks
sit very still daddy will come
back for you,
frightened of the screams
her mother telling her to run,
she can't,
daddy said stay,
daddy always wins,
there was no question to that,
daddy will hurt her
mommy will not
blocking out her inevitable pain she
sings,
while memories
causing her confusion
glide across her blue eyes
little girl
little girl
did your daddy always drink?
no he was nice once,
what broke him I
do not know
but he was happy when brother didn't live
in heaven...
but God wanted him back and sent the river to get him,
little girl
little girl
who is that woman?
the one daddy brings home,
he calls her my new mommy
little girl
little girl
don't you have a mommy?
yes,
but not for long
daddy says he
wants to get me a new one,
all to myself,
little girl
little girl
can you hear mommy's screams?
what screams?
all I hear is music for my
soft melody
little girl
little girl
are you scared?
yes, very much
little girl
little girl
has your mommy stopped breathing?
yeah but I can't talk right now
me and daddy are leaving...
©2007-2009 ~EmberNekoNinja
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alright so the story behind this one is that this father after his son drowned began to abuse his daughter and wife and began dating another woman then so he could marry this other woman he killed his wife and the story is told from the view of the daughter

I'm very proud of this poem and I hope you enjoy it as well please leave a comment and give me some advice please! ^-^

~*~Ember~*~
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:O this is soo shocking and sad, but nice writing very expressive.

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Okay, I like the overall message of the poem. The way you conveyed the innocence of the little girl was nicely done.

I think these two lines need corrections:

"sliping down her soft cheeks"

I think that was a typo, it should be "slipping"

The second line:

"yeah but I can't talk right now"

I feel that the word "yeah" should be replaced with "yes". It would make it seem less like slang, and since you used "yes" beforehand in the poem, it would correlate.

Nice writing, keep it up :).

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