Touch not the spiders

For they will disperse swiftly

Hold not a dead hand

For the pain cannot be beared 

Help not the broken egg

Lest the chick die weak and frail

Ask not the devil for an answer 

For his head is vile and empty 

Curse not the God in the sky

For his arms shall once more hold you

Speak not of your love

For it is hopeless and forbidden

Kiss not his lonely lips

For he'll know not what to feel 

Dwell not on your dreams

For they vanish when you wake

My forgettable name leaves no shame

For I am already broken