daddy's little girl

Member since 2007 · Posted 27 Aug 2007 · 2 comments

Devestated of this life I'm living. What is my hearts purpose, it doesn't seem to stop beating. Nothing seems to make sense, it doesn't seem right. I'm getting too weak to go on, too weak to fight. This is like one big nightmare and I can't wake. I wonder......when is the last breath I will take......... just remember me as: the one who was paid to smile, the one who thought about herself for a little while. The one who said: let things pass it'll be okay. The one who never spoke about her pain, the one that didn't explain...... The one who hid in her own little world...... But most of all remember me as: " Daddy's little princess", "Daddy's little girl"

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[6] Dovina 28-Aug-07/1:41 PM Reply

The second half is better than the first. Tone down the self-pity in the first half.

[n/a] Ranger 28-Aug-07/2:36 PM Reply

In poetic terms it could be improved. In real life terms I do hope it's not from personal experience.