Good morning my darling,

Good morning my darling,

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Let’s hope you can keep it together,

Unlike the day before, this time do better.

Always your companion, I’m by your side

Remember, in me you should confide.

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When you meet a stranger,

I will act as the main engager,

and make my introduction

before your words bring destruction.

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You are not capable of such things ,

Come, hide under my shadow wings .

Don’t make yourself seen or heard ,

Otherwise you’ll appear absurd.

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Don’t upset yourself, my dear

I’ve spoken to make the rules clear.

I’m your rational, your faithful guide,

Taking your independence in stride.

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In comfort, I have kept you bound,

Within my tall tales you’ve drowned.

Yes, your living, but only as a half,

Saying you’ve been set free, oh I laugh.

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If you knew true liberty,

You would know the cost of me

and my upkeep is much more,

Than you can really afford.

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Surly, if you knew deep inside

That you are worthy and qualified ,

Then you would understand

Why I’ve paralyzed you, and keep command

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I apologize for my harsh tone,

but your ability to be capable, I cannot condone.

I am the first voice to speak in your ear

That last to touch your heart, I endear.

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Still, I will play a fair game, fool.

You could escape this anxiety cesspool.

A word from you against cowardice,

A truth, and my lies become powerless.

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Good morning my darling,

I write because you’ve stirred,

And I’m told you awaken.

I think I have said too much.

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Some force has come upon you,

Is that love I see in the distance?

Stop! It’s infiltrating my space.

Are you singing? I am nauseous.

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Please stop.

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You must stop.

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I beg you to stop.

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I sense distance grow between us,

You no longer hear my whisper.

Don’t lose appetite for intimacy!

Here! Take my outstretched hand!

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I cannot breathe,

Oh, I’m short winded!

You’re singing louder!

I’m begging you to stop.

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I’m afraid it’s happened.

You know I’m weaker than I seem,

You start to see all my lies,

And you begin to stop believing.

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You’ve wounded me darling,

I no longer have power here.

So, I shall bid you adieu.

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Yours truly,

Fear