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Delequen

12/04/2009 7:45 am

Delequen

Hey, I think I know you, but for some reason I can't for the life of me rack my brain and figure out who you are. Any hints?
Real_Mephistopheles

10/07/2007 9:08 pm

Real_Mephistopheles

my name is sarah































































































































I am but three,































































































































My eyes are swollen































































































































I cannot see,































































































































I must be stupid































































































































I must be bad,































































































































What else could have made































































































































My daddy so mad?































































































































I wish I were better































































































































I wish I weren't ugly,































































































































Then maybe my mommy































































































































Would still want to hug me.































































































































I can't speak at all































































































































I can't do a wrong































































































































Or else I'm locked up































































































































All the day long































































































































When I awake I'm all alone































































































































The house is dark































































































































My folks aren't home.































































































































When my mommy does come































































































































I'll try and be nice,































































































































So maybe I'll get just































































































































One whipping tonight































































































































Don't make a sound!































































































































I just heard a car































































































































My daddy is back































































































































From Charlie's Bar.































































































































I hear him curse































































































































My name he calls































































































































I press myself































































































































Against the wall.































































































































I try and hide































































































































From his evil eyes































































































































I'm so afraid now































































































































I'm starting to cry.































































































































He finds me weeping































































































































He shouts ugly words,































































































































He says its my fault































































































































That he suffers at work.































































































































He slaps me and hits me































































































































And yells at me more,































































































































I finally get free































































































































And I run for the door.































































































































He's already locked it































































































































And I start to bawl,































































































































He takes me and throws me































































































































Against the hard wall.































































































































I fall to the floor































































































































With my bones nearly broken,































































































































And my daddy continues































































































































With more bad words spoken.































































































































"I'm sorry!", I scream































































































































But its now much too late































































































































His face has been twisted































































































































Into unimaginable hate.































































































































The hurt and the pain































































































































Again and again































































































































Oh please God, have mercy!































































































































Oh please let it end!































































































































And he finally stops































































































































And heads for the door,































































































































While I lay there motionless































































































































Sprawled on the floor.































































































































My name is Sarah































































































































And I am but three,































































































































Tonight my daddy































































































































Murdered me.































































































































































































































































There was once alittle girl named Chelsey Mcaun. She was killed in1933, by a homicidal maniac who buried her alive while chanting a satanic chant.Those were the words spoken, and now you have read them...Anyonewho reads the chant will meet this small child. In the middle of the night, she will be on your ceiling, as you sleep, she will suffacate you as she was suffacated.. Unless you send this to at least 20 people before tommorow, so she will leave you be. Some guy read those words, yet he didn't believe it. So he didn't send it. The very next day, his parents found him lying DEAD on his bed































































Dnt
Orele Reborn

09/29/2007 6:50 pm

Orele Reborn

RIP
Deadlip

09/06/2007 1:22 am

Deadlip

Did u get a name change?



I feel I should know u........

Also, cos I'm possessive of Rosepet.
SUSSY A GO GO

08/10/2007 7:15 pm

SUSSY A GO GO

sure bb
interpolly

08/09/2007 1:00 am

interpolly

id rather titty ********]
l Sid Vicious l

08/08/2007 9:53 am

l Sid Vicious l

I remove my bow tie
the_paper_crane

08/08/2007 1:04 am

the_paper_crane

I like your avatar, the colours are very lovely together.
l Sid Vicious l

08/07/2007 12:40 am

l Sid Vicious l

i hope charlie doesnt see this



-smooch smooch smooch-
petapo

08/05/2007 12:47 am

petapo

Only when I've been drinking









I am so copying Lecksi's avatar do you think she'll care?

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