Do not come to me with sweetness and charm and all the nice you can be...
Do not look at me, and paint meadows and streams and the sweetest dreams...
Do not think of me, and anchor your heart and think you will not hurt...
Do not sing to me, when the music still clouds my thought and tempers my soul...
Do not give me your hand, because my heart is held by a single strand...
Take not my sanity away...While you can, pull away..
Let me heal and be still...Let me breathe and dream again...
Do not lead me to sink in seas dark and blue...
Do not lead me to fly then fall...
Do not lead me out and not heed my call...
Do not hold your hand out to me...
Because I will not take it...
For now do not.
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