I'm still working on the arrangement, as well as trying to patch the whole thing up, trying to figure out exactly where this wants/needs to go. (Like you couldn't tell.) But for now, just deal. *smiles*
He
loves me for my need,
for my hollow empty places,
for the blackness i hold in my
hands
me the hope, the pills, the gun, the number for the
shrink
ing away from him, wandering lost into the night
far from the sunlight in your eyes;
You see my colors seeping
through
you I learn to live, live to love, love to hate
him and me and you
together
and alone.
