Wrote this for school, again on my father but I think this one came out better.
They always said I was daddy’s little girl
They knew I’d die for you
Until you betrayed me
But now, I will get my revenge
My revenge will be swift
My revenge will be brutal
My revenge will be bloody
My revenge will tear you apart
You’ve dared to test my limits
You’ve scared me out of my mind
But no matter what you do to me
I’ll get my revenge
You threw beer bottles
You yelled
You screamed and yet
I was always daddys’ little girl
You could do almost anything to me
And I just roll over
Forgive you and be
Daddys’ little girl
Now the sun will rise
And another day begin
Another day for me to beat you
And prove I’m not always daddys’ little girl
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I've decided to start writing about bits a pieces of my life. I'm also going to place poems of mine here. While they aren't always perfect, I could use some criticism. Most of my poems come from self angst or anger, it depends on the day I wrote them
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Zan Voaga
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