It wouldn't do, for me to lie to you,
It'll hurt you more than it would keep you cool,
And the last thing I'd do,
Is give you any pain,
But I'm merely callous,
I'm made of sharp spikes,
And if I touch you I'm sorry,
You'd be wounded and scarred for life.
I'd try to stem your blood flow,
I'd try to kill the germs,
But you'd have to face the pain,
And make sure the wounds won't fester.
Maybe it's be better,
If you never come near,
But when I see you smile as you cry,
It makes my heart break and fly,
I got addicted to the feeling,
And hope you'll never say you're leaving,
Then living this way, this time, this place,
Suddenly feels like it's so fine,
Because I've got you to walk with through this space,
In the afternoon light.
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