I should not dare to leave my friend,
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Because if he should die
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While I was gone and I too late,
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Should reach the heart that wanted me,
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If I should disappoint the eyes
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That hunted, hunted so, to see
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And could not bear to shut until
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He noticed me, he noticed me,
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If I should stab the patient faith
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So sure I'd come -so sure I?d come
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It listening, listening went to sleep
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Reciting my tardy name.
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My heart would wish it broke before
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Since breaking then, since breaking then,
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Is useless as next morning?s sun
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To erase a midnight's tear.
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By Emily Dickinson
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I Should Not Dare
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David Sylvian |