By Sn0w
Date: 2002 Nov 22
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[[2002.11.22.08.23.11260]]

we are ... what we are

under the dark cover of my madness  
i've kissed your soul 
made love to your weakness 
bandaged broken dreams 
and laid, under the stars until 
they cut me open 
to you 

wounded, you drank the blood 
took my life 
until our pain seeped to the ground 
and what did we plant? 

love 

but under the darkness 
no one sees 
they can't touch the growing vines 
or see how thorns heal 
no one can walk across glass 
hear howls in the whispers and feel 
my pain, but you 
... because we are
what we are 

love