In a dream hollow
I lay bare, in a haze
I am no believer
Of rosy veils
So beware
Tread on gently
Stop breathing
End your feat
To own my heart
Do not whisper
In my sore ear
Do not present
Your raw vision
I lay awake,
Just in case
If you choose
To let go
I implore you
Do not hesitate
Do not linger
Do not delay
Say farewell and
Liberate me now
From your embrace
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