She's beem here so many times Before she can't remember When she last felt anything at all But this fear and anger She states intently at the door, Listens for his footsteps She knows exactly what's in store And the knowing makes it worse When he calls her daddy's little girl, She doesn't keep him And when he crushed her She can't feel her screems are silent Hides in the corner of her mind Where she plays contentedly She leaves this night more far behind Escapes inside her dreams
Floating high above her bed Staring at her father's head Wishing one of them were dead So this hell could finally end
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