Sandy
My name is Sandy
I am three,
Last night my daddy
Came for me.
Drunken breath
Calloused hands,
Throwing me to the side
In a pile of cans.
Pulling me by
My golden locks,
Stuffing my mouth
With an old pair of socks.
Muffled screams
Hands reached out,
Slapping my face
He began to shout.
"You worthless girl"
Is all he could say,
Around my neck
He put me a bay.
My name was Sandy
I was three,
Last night my daddy
Murdered me.
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as sad as that piece is I think it is beautifully written and makes a very bold statement.