Peel the dead skin, from my arms.

You'll love me,
Never hurt me,
You can't, & won't,
Desert me,
And others, that I love,
Will pale, & fail,
Because of us,
But fear not,
As you're true, to me,
You'll stay, today,
And, set me free,
Until that day,
That I am real,
But I can't help you,
How to feel,
So, rage, indignant,
Expectations,
Free you, for your,
Next, planned station,
New artist, covert, sex-vacation,
The foulness, of your heart,
Next Daddy-quest, your reaching out,
A new man, who can, still your doubt,
Allowing you to, escape from you,
The one alone, that you can use,
And bring your storm, uproot, confuse,
But you will feel him fall.
By promising, your all.
So peel the dead-skin, from my arms,
And sit, your wake, your plastic charms,
Buy, you're a fake, who causes harm,
Then lies, to all, that hear,
Discredit, manufacture fear,
A jolly man, new life long friend,
Tell him, too, that this won't end.