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Array ( [sid] => 139127 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Child Abuse [time] => 2007-12-11 13:50:59 [hometext] => This stuff happens to children everyday [bodytext] => She was only 7 or 8
She was cute as can be
But there was something about her
The world would never see

Underneath those pretty brown eyes
She tried to hide her fear
She cried herself to sleep
Thinking of the last time he came near

No one at school
Knew about her abuse
Until one day
It showed up on the news

They said a little girl
Had been beaten to death
She was alive when they found her
But this morning she breathed her last breath

They didn't know who
Started this mess
But then her father came out
And he confessed

He was the one
Who left her lying there
Sure... He admitted
But he really didn't care

He was sent jail
For a very long time
But justice was never
Brought to the crime
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 228 [topic] => 39 [informant] => CountryChic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
Child Abuse

Contributed by CountryChic on Tuesday, 11th December 2007 @ 01:50:59 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief



She was only 7 or 8
She was cute as can be
But there was something about her
The world would never see

Underneath those pretty brown eyes
She tried to hide her fear
She cried herself to sleep
Thinking of the last time he came near

No one at school
Knew about her abuse
Until one day
It showed up on the news

They said a little girl
Had been beaten to death
She was alive when they found her
But this morning she breathed her last breath

They didn't know who
Started this mess
But then her father came out
And he confessed

He was the one
Who left her lying there
Sure... He admitted
But he really didn't care

He was sent jail
For a very long time
But justice was never
Brought to the crime




Copyright © CountryChic ... [ 2007-12-11 13:50:59]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Child Abuse (User Rating: 1 )
by TheGrimReapersHourglass on Wednesday, 12th December 2007 @ 04:43:28 AM AEST
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Like-Rage Against The Machine-points with most are one sided.This poem was very expressive and touched me stuff like that can-Hurt-me and a twist side cant let things show.If you want a story on a tragidy what every now and again haunts me from a child read myHourglasess and e-mail setups please vote no one seems to or comment.I am not into abuse and is very stressed out in my writings.Comment from The Grim Reaper,DevilsPriest KnownAs LORD,Denver L. Jr.


Re: Child Abuse (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Wednesday, 12th December 2007 @ 01:11:18 PM AEST
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Um good post, but it has happened for yrs. I know I was abused.,,,so not just these days, So to say. yes wish more would take time to know the hurt kids go through, and would help. But all must move on


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