Liadora

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                                       Angst

    I gave you my heart.
    You took the very best of me
    and you ripped it apart.
    You tore at my heart
     with your angry hands...
    You clenched it between
    your bloody fingers
    and when I cried
    You clawed at it more.
    I cried out to you,
    "Stop! Stop!"
    but you did not listen.
    You never listen
    You took it and you held it
    up in front of my face,
    out of my reach.
    I couldn't get it back
    I fell to my knees
    crying and begging you to stop
    but with every tear I cried
    I could feel you tearing,
    your fingers digging deep within the flesh,
    ripping at it with anger in your eyes.
    And you laughed as you threw
    it down in front of me.
    It was barely recogizable
    but I could feel that it was once mine.
    I took it up in my shaking hands
    and I held it close to my chest
    where it once belonged.
    And as you walked away,
    my blood still dripping from your fingers
    I fell limp on the ground,
    still crying, my breath fading
    and then I was no more.

     Posted 2/1/02