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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=566205" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Never Should Have Trusted Him</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">watching from my window looking through the rain <br>i see him hitting and beating her. i really want to do something but i know i cant <br>i try blocking my ears and closing my eyes it hurts to much to here her and watch her be in pain <br>if he keeps this up i know she wont be here long <br>i hated i ever trusted him! everything i ever did wasted and gone! <br>i look at him, screaming and crying yelling over and over i hate you dad! <br>i wipe a tear from my eye i hate it that he’s doing this to mom! its really hurts inside, and makes me really mad! <br>mommy never did anything to you i scream <br>i cant take anymore so i curl into the back of the room, closing my eyes wishing this will be nothing but a dream <br>as i rock back and forth i think over and over what mommy could of done to make daddy this way <br>i scream as loud as possible i hate this day <br>then i look out the window and I'm so shocked to see daddy with that gun <br>its not a toy one me and him use to play with and have fun <br>he’s pointing it at mommy she doesn’t know what to do i look at her and can tell she has no clue <br>i think to my self yelling over and over what can i do <br>i get an idea and run into the rain <br>mommy’s always telling me to be a man not a boy so i stand there ready to take this pain <br>i see him getting ready to shoot and run in front of her i fall to the ground as the bullet goes in me <br>there both shocked not knowing what to do he cant believe he really did this i here him over my screams say” how could this be' <br>i look up at them taking my last few breaths of life <br>i lie to them so they wont be afraid 'don’t worry mom its not that bad just feels like a prick from a knife' <br>she cries down at me <br>i look up at dad and ask him t please let me and mom be <br>he walks away and i look up at my mom <br>'mom i lover you your the best, your the bomb' <br>i couldn’t let him do that to you <br>you really should of knew <br>that i wouldn’t let him hurt you <br>me and her share one last hug i whisper to her right before i die <br>don’t worry mom don’t cry well be together again some day everything will be fine</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vicky+Whitt">Vicky Whitt</a><div class=q>
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i see him hitting and beating her. i really want to do something but i know i cant 
i try blocking my ears and closing my eyes it hurts to much to here her and watch her be in pain 
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