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Good Night she said, as she lay there dieing, he clapsed her in his arms and cried over her dead body giving her one last hug, as he shot himself in the heart and said my heart will always be broken,

Broken hearts can never be fixed -by josh smooth.
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Submitted by: Happee-Scrapper


Author: Christina Wheeler/Alldredge


Some are too big


Some are too small


Some are too short


Some are too tall





You have to be perfect


Just to fit in


You can't be too fat


You can't be too thin





Your hair is too long


Your hair is too short


You've got weird looking socks


Or shoes of some sort





Too long are your pants


Too small is your shirt


Kids will tease you


and treat you like dirt





You look like a geek


You look like a nerd


Your name around school


Has never been heard





Just because you're different


Kids treat you badly


Punch their lights out


You would do gladly





Kids can be mean


Kids can be cruel


They totally ignore you


Because you're uncool





So don't be like the other kids


Don't judge a book by it's cover


The person you see on the outside


May on the inside be another

read this our else Sarah will kick your a**!!!





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 com e


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 afra! Id 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.

I wish that you could feel


My arms about you tight,


Holding you up close


All thru out the night.





To know that I am there


And never away far,


That I will remain


Where ever that you are.





That you could press back


Into my warm embrace,


And feel my soft touch


Warm against your face.





Or you could shift your hips


And press against me tight,


To feel my body's heat


And my lips kissing you light.





I wish that you could hear


My softly whispered song,


To lull you into sleep


For it's here that we belong.





That you could hear me say


All you need to hear,


As I tell you of my love


Whispered soft against your ear.





And you could feel my breath


Warm against your skin,


As I let my presence beg you


To let this true love in.





I wish that I could hold you


And whisper long into your night,


Never would you wonder then


As I held you to me tight...





~ Kristi