Grief as my Excuse
Don't come near me, I'm afraid to be close.
Don't talk to me, I'm afraid of hearing.
Don't make me laugh, nothing is funny.
Don't make me cry, I'll never stop.
Don't say a word, I will doubt you.
Don't touch me, it makes me need more.
Don't hold me, it makes me want more.
Don't be good to me, because I can't trust you.
Don't be nice to me, it reminds me of betrayal.
And for Gods sake, don't love me.
Cause everyone I love leaves.
And there I would be again.
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