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Flower of we
I never knew the truth of what it was
breeding withing this sacred mud
you grew within the seed I tried to sow
in that mire of truth
I twisted ropes around my wrist in fear
to stop my hands from pulling you too near
you reaped the harvest of my tainted years
the fruit I bear on my shoulder
so in the depths of an ever black abyss
a light now cuts through
then in an embrace of the blackest hearts remiss
you still shine bright and new
try to be a saviour unto thee
bring me to the self within
bind me to the center of my being
help me be redeemed
I now am ever free
free of self desecration
a weatherworn idolatry
you helped me overcome indeed
