cry me a river

we are not bodies of water
we are not golems and guts
we are souls kissing matter
we are entwined with stars

we are more than our fathers
whom we enlisted to defend
we are no different from the angels
we just like to pretend

we sing in voices high and narrow
that speak of fear
depreciated
we smell like tears

we are kindness and we are sorrow
we are the doom creating tomorrow
we are love and we are hate
we regret and we incubate

we are the forgiveness of mothers
we are the love we hate

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