"shoping" poems
I wish i had a daddy .
I wish i was the little princess of a daddy.
I wish i had a daddy to take me shoping
I wish i had a daddy to come in my bedroom why im
laying in my bed in tell funny storys then cover me up in give me a good night kiss on the check. Their was this one man how i realy look up to as my daddy he treated me like i was his own in like a princess in would sit in listen to how i felt in everthing eles he was the only man how i have ever look up to as my daddy in now i wont ever get to see him ever again he loved me as his daughter he would alwhys say how he more then a daddy then what jay is cause he dose more for me then what that jay guy has ever did 4 me . in his name was rohn he was gonna be my step dad in 2 moths but my mom in him brooke up now i am never ever oloud to see im again now so i am sad but maybe one day i will get to him again sincarly love me hayley >3
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 7:16 PM UTC
The death one's warking the street the is hunger in their belies,The is brain wash in their minds,The is horrified in the minds of the living every one is scared out of their boots,The devil is praised its his i deal of a world the streets ar forbbiden by the living but a shoping mall for the dead for food,The hunters are now the pray for the dead
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 5:22 AM UTC