Her voice is dark like tinted glass.
Finger nails that shine like justice...
She is my darker side.
A child of the wilderness...
Born into emptiness...
she finds her way in darkness.
No one was there for her
to comfort and care for her...
I am her one companion.
She never dreamed that out
in the world there'd be
arms to hold her.
She has always known
her heart was on its own.
She laughs in her loneliness...
this child of the wilderness.
But she has learned how to love
life that is lived alone.
Her voice is dark like tinted glass.
Finger nails that shine like justice...
She is my darker side...
as am I hers.