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Daddy's Gift
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Poetry Eye wish eye was pretty,
Like a porcelain doll.
Eye wish eye was special,
Like Daddy's little girl.
Somebody loved me,
Like eye belonged to someone.
But they dropped their pretty doll
And she shattered into pretty pieces,
And nobody could put her back together.
i can put myself exactly in your place. my father never paid attention to me. i was daddy's little girl until he started hurting my mom and i. keep writing, it'll help ease the pain.
i especially liked how you used 'eye'.
this was great, too;
But they dropped their pretty doll
And she shattered into pretty pieces,
And nobody could put her back together.