Spare me no love
Not that you have in the latest days
Thoughts of another spin over your heart
And cast your eyes aside
Spare me no pity
Forked tongues and false promises linger
A hopeful hand turned to barbed blade of malice
Neglect of your loved one
Spare me no lies
To tingle at the thought and not act
Begin the pretense of ever-faithfulness
To let it die away
Spare me no thought
Diminished dreams of loving times past
So easily turned over and plagiarized
With another's signature
Spare me no kindness
No warming embrace to reassure
Trickery of the physical being lost
'Twas not yours to give
Spare me my doubt
Prove ancient acts aright and honest
Allow illumination to blinded sight
Speak of me again
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