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Monday, June 11, 2007


Today was bad HE was mad,
and when he's mad I am sad.
He grabbed the bottom of my neck,
and I really tried to fight like heck.
But I am weak,
I called defeat.
I heard a angel say "Be free,"
today my daddy murdered me.

By: Nichole Horner

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