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Please Don't

By Phillip Hennessy

Please don't let me dream no more..
it may come true ... Then I'll be poor.

What right have I to riches...??
what care I for wishes...??
I know that they won't come true
it's what I AM.....it's what I DO...

...Waste my time and die alone
play the crime and cry too soon...
learn how NOT to do it all
and how to Stand ....behind the Wall

Give me all those nightmares back
I need another Heart Attack
Stab me, Shoot me, KILL me....NOW
Then no-one ever will know HOW

we Die..(Alone), ..we Cry,...(Alone)
We never seem to FLY,...(Alone)
Reason being:- ....Common Sense
we have to SHARE, what's Heaven-Sent..!!

There's all we need to go around
every seed is in the Ground
we have to reap what we have planted
make it Grow, for ever after

Ever after, all we do
is for the good of ALL we knew
good for those that we Love so True
and all those other Spirits, too  

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