L'autre côté de votre douleur – The other side of your painIt wasn’t bliss, not a real kiss, nor painIt was planning and thought and rage and blameI’ve tasted your blood, inhaled your breathYou knew at first kiss we were doomed to slow deathNo it wasn’t good for me, it was passion and violenceBut maybe you’d rather trade that for something mundane, sweet and silentIs this everything you came to expectAre you climbing your walls, begging to repentDid love not turn out as sweet as honey?Even after all the drugs and the hugs and the moneyYou don’t see the humour, I made you and you made meAnd now you are lost, and neither of us freeIs that what scares you, that I see straight through to your bones?You’re a fool and I your bad habit, but I’m tired, and you aloneWhat a dark dream this is, a bittersweet gameBut we know we’ll both playSince we were kidsYou were the moth to my flameAnd I did know what to do, but it always takes twoYou wanted another taste and I of you tooThough mine pained you, your tears made me smileYou deserved every drop shed, they’ll all see in a whileAre your scars still there, are your wounds still deep?Do dreams of our heaven on earth plague your sleepI used to know you, we walked together once upon a dreamBut I warned you, nothing is ever as it seemsIt was better than that, there were no clouds it was all stormsAnd storms were always our taste, who’d want a rose without thorns?Never thought you’d loose your taste and wild appetiteWonder if leaving ferocious rapture was worth the bromidic, lukewarm lightOnly one can read this as it’s really writtenIf it’s you you’ll know, the marks are there, you were bittenWhat tragic story it isOne only we could have written

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