I was picked and crushed, and woven into a garland.. I pleased your eyes, and your hands caught my throat.. You strangled my breath and slayed my heart, until I choked on my own death.. Your lover kissed my corpse, and like a "sleeping beauty" you slide me in her hand.. What was my Sin O' Sire??.. "You are too beautiful to be true"-he said Like the dry maple leaf, he crushed my soul beneath his feet.. And my love for him died a silent death!!!....