Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
My family is happy,
I wish that were true.
My mommy cries,
When daddy drinks.
And my sister Becky,
Is slaped when she thinks.
My brother Tom,
Will never come home.
Cuz mommy got mad
So now I'm alone.
I'm locked in the attic,
When I am bad.
I'll be out by tomorrow,
If daddy is glad.
Mommy has had it.
Mommy said she was done.
Now it's just daddy and me,
Cuz Becky is gone.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
It's the color as my body,
When daddy was through.
I'm not the only one
Who lives like this.
Over 30% of kids today,
May await death's hollow kiss.
i know this is scary,
But it's all true.
Things like this happen,
To kids just like you.
this is a poem i came up with last year. It has nothing to do with my own family.



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okay good its really good
TIGRESSDEMON
2008-01-29 17:38:40
that was breaming w/ emotion and i luv the fact u choose garra as a avatar...
SUKIDAINUYASHA
2008-01-26 15:22:06
yeah thats sorta the point.
TSUKIMOMO
2008-01-26 13:31:36
This is REALLY good but Really scary
OREOTIGERTREATS179
2008-01-26 13:25:32