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Moonlight Sonata-Criminal Minds fan fiction. Hotch/Reid

Is a very sad, heartbreaking poem. Please put it on your profile.

My name is Tiffany

I am three,

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see,

I must be stupid

I must be bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren’t ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can’t do a wrong

I can’t speak at all

Or else im locked up

All day long.

When im awake im all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren’t home

When my mommy does come home

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe ill just get

One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie’s bar.

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

I’m so afraid now

I’m starting to cry

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words,

He says its my fault

He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And run to the door

He’s already locked it

And i start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken,

"I’m sorry!", I scream

But its now much to late

His face has been twisted

Into a unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

O please God, have mercy!

O please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door

While i lay there motionless

Brawled on the floor

My name is tiffany

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

And you can help

Sickens me to the soul,

And if you read this

and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be

One heartless person

To not be effected

By this Poem

And because you are effected,

Do something about it!

So all i ask you to do

Is pass this on!

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE

Please pass it on.

Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys dont want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree

Life and Lemons

When Life Gives you Lemons, Make Lemonade!
When life gives you mayonnaise... throw it back and say, "B!TCH I ASKED FOR LEMONS!!"
When life gives you lemons throw them back and demand vodka.
When life gives you vodka, call all of your friends for a party.
When life gives you lemons ,it wants you to make lemonade. When life gives you apples, its trying to scare your doctor away.
When life gives you lemons, call him a pervert and ask if he reads fanfiction.
When life gives you oranges, ask what is with his obsession with citruses.
When life gives you lemons, it wants you to make lemonade. When life gives you oranges, it wants you to make orange juice. When life gives you apples, it want you to make apple juice. And when life gives you grapes, it wants you to get drunk.
When life throws you lemons and it hits you in the eye, tell everyone you know "life is a bitch"
When life chucks lemons at you and hit hits you where it really hurts, squish the lemons and tell everyone, "life hurts you where it hurts you most"
When life gives you Lemons, throw them at your brother(s).
When life gives you grapes, make Lemonade. Sit back, and let the world wonder how you did it.
OKAY!! Who is this LIFE and why is he throwing stuff at People? It probably Hurts!!Of course it does!
When Life gives you lemons, make lemonade just to please him... then throw it at life and say, "Screw you, I like grape juice, bitch!"