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Depart from me; I am not your's,

In death nor in life,

I will not submit nor stoop,

To your level.

I will never crawl into your arms,

Will not come when you beckon,

Or answer when you call my name.

Face it.

The truth is widely visible,

The curtains thrown open,

And my feelings spilled out,

As black as the midnight sky,

Written in blood,

and in ink, revealed.

I may be what you want,

For the rest of your days,

Your one desire,

But I am not your's.