Mysterious Writer 333

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Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
I think dad's in a bar,
If that's true then he'll be high,
And maybe just want me to die.
...

My name is Anne,
Anne Kimberley Mc Phee,
I've been abused by my dad,
From the age of three.
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Mummy I was only five,
Yet you sold me,
Daddy I'm alive,
Yet I you don't see.
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I've got a tiny problem,
It has to do with this guy,
I usually talk so loud,
But with him I'm all shy.
...

There's an ache in my heart that will never go away,
I feel it every night and I feel it every day,
It appears when I'm happy but mostly when I'm sad,
It makes me confused, depressed and mad.
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A broken mirror,
A shattered soul,
A ghost-white person,
An empty hole.
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It's hard for me to move a muscle,
Anchored in my place, between the hustle and bustle,
Fear courses through my blood,
And I'm hurt till I can feel no more,
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The shouting and bickering never stops,
And the loud noise I hear never drops,
I know very well that they're fighting again,
Their constant arguments are driving me insane.
...

In public,
She would laugh and smile,
Privately,
She would cry for a while.
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" Every author, however modest, keeps a most outrageous vanity chained like a madman in the padded cell of his breast." ~ Logan Pearsall Smith)

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Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
I think dad's in a bar,
If that's true then he'll be high,
And maybe just want me to die.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
I can hear the screech of dad's car,
I'm a man, I won't cry,
But although I'm just 8, I want to die.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
Death seriously isn't far,
If I die, I'll go up so high,
And maybe be a twinkling star in the sky.

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