I can't run

I can't fight

I can't kick, no,

I can't bite

You took my legs

You took my might

You took my love, and

You took my life

He gave me speed

He gave me force

He gave me passion, but

He gave me yours

She took him away

She kept him for good

She had no heart, yet

She still stood

I live with no legs

I live with no love

I live with nothing else,

But the sky above

You have left me

He has been taken

She did the stealing, and

I did the breakin

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A/N:

Yay, more depressing poems...

I will be updating my story, but I'm venting first.

Thanks for reading.