My angel

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I hardly know her,
she seems so far away,
but I could love her
and give her all I have to offer.

Oh, I can feel the ice form in my heart,
but I long to touch her.
Could I stand to watch her turn away from me?
But do I dare approach her?

My wish was granted,
she smiled as she spoke my name.
And I was gracious,
I took her hand and held it gently.

Oh, I could see the joy inside her eyes
as she blushed so shyly.
And I knew that I could never let her go,
I was hers forever.

My angel,
my true love,
my one and only desire.
So precious,
so trusting,
so pure and undespoiled.
My angel.

I saw her every day and I'd relish every moment.
A thousand words I'd say, her feelings for me growing stronger.

Come with me, to a place of love and beauty.
Come with me, let no one come between.
Leave behind a world that's full of lust and envy.
Take my hand, I'll show you what love means.

One night you'll have a wonderful dream,
the kind where you'll never want to wake up,
but when you do, tell me that dream and I'll make it all come true.

That is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me.
I promise you I'll tell you my dream and I promise all my love to you.

I took her to a celebration,
there was dinner, there was dancing,
and gracefully she moved across the floor.
I turned my back for just a moment
and there he was so suave and dashing
and I could not believe my burning eyes.

He was dancing with my angel,
holding her so gently,
staring into her eyes,
filling them with his lies.

I watched her look into his eyes and saw her sweet surrender,
a yearning look she'd never shown to me.
Her heart beat faster, her eyes grew wider, and faithless cunt grew wet,
and I became a distant memory.

I could barely move.
I could barely breath,
and deep inside a voice was screaming...was screaming!

Walk over there and smash his pretty face in.
Make him bleed. Make the son of a bitch beg for mercy.
Shove you fist down his fucking throat.
But I did nothing. I did nothing!

If she wants that lying pretty boy mother fucker
then she can fucking well have him.
That stupid bitch! I would have done anything for her,
anything she asked, anything at all.
Why do they do this every goddamn time?
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I am a worthless pile of shit
and I deserve to die, alone.

She came to me, in my misery,
saying she was sorry, telling me the story:
of how she gave in to his passion
and they made love in every fashion,
of how he pinned her to the floor
and treated her just like a whore.

My heart was breaking.
My blood was boiling.
I should have stopped him.
I should have killed him!

One night and he was gone
and she could barely carry on,
crying on my shoulder,
wanting me to hold her.
But something wasn't right.
She took his abuse with no objection.
What she didn't like was the sting of his rejection.

It was then I realized my broken angel would never be mine,
could never be mine, and never was mine.
Even after all that she had been through
she was still in love with him!

I pushed that bitch away
and shouted in her face,
hateful things to burn her soul.
I was losing all control.
She got down on her knees
and mouthed to me a thousand pleas,
begging me to take her back,
but all I could see...all I could see

was his hands all over her body
and his cock fucking all of her holes,
her face shoved into the carpet,
and her mouth screaming for more.

Stop! Ease off. Come to your senses.
Can't you see that she's defenseless?
Calm down. Hold back. You're too upset.
Don't do something you'll regret.

Oh how I wanted to forgive her, and give her my love again.
And how I wanted to believe her, that it could all be the same once more.
But as I tried to open my heart the agony forced it shut.
And then I knew this was the beginning of the end of my life.

Look what you've done to me!

"Please forgive me", she did cry.
I used my fist for my reply.
It didn't feel like I thought it would.
In fact it felt too fucking good.
All my self control was gone,
her whimpering just egged me on,
wailing away like a man possessed
until her face was a bloody mess.

If you really loved me how could you do this to me?
How dare you ask such a question, who did you love when you were dancing?
Oh, I have learned my lesson let me make it up to you.
But every time I see your face I'll remember,
and forever there'll be a hole inside me,
bringing me pain, and screaming your name.

You never know what you're capable of until you no longer care.
And pray you never know the pleasure of destroying something you've loved.
I had my way with her, her screams still ring in my ears.
And as I tore her limb from limb I saw her for what she was...
just another promise...betrayed.

"I would have done the same thing if I were you."

"She deserved it, the slut!"

"Immoral. Indecent."

"Indeed, running off with that gigolo, the woman had no self-respect at all."

"The harlot."

"She was beneath you."

"And no big loss."

"What did you ever see in her?"

"Don't worry, this will all be taken care of."

"You won't spend a day in jail."

"Come now, we have much work to do."

You can't afford to lose me can you?
It doesn't matter what I did you just can't afford to lose me.
It's just about the money isn't it?
It's just about power and control...
I...I can live with that.