Or outright broken
Don't give me any preference -
I have no such notions!
Don't wipe my pain or
place palms into mine, open.
I don't even ask
To be kept as an option.
Don't talk, or sob,
nor strain, or walk in
No claim to privileges
Don't waste time, nor your emotions.
Don't shower praises -
I'm not looking for devotion.
Maybe offer a quick glance my way -
From your heart, frozen?
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