Lexi's Poetry Challenge

From My Hands
From My hands you stole
Stole all I ever knew
Tore apart delicate seams
No other love could appease

From My Lips
From My Lips a kiss
Kiss away a tear
So innocent and sweet
Yet make my demise and I greet

From My Song
From My Song so wary
Wary I wait on
So long I here remain
Till words shine out like bloodstain

From My Soul
From My Soul you tore
Tore a piece of the old me
So here I forever stand
My life, an unwinding rope of sand

From My Hands
From My Lips, My Song, My Soul
You played a beggars game
And in the end, each one you stole.