Squeeze your feet in my shoes
Feel the hurt heaving in my heart
Heal the hurt that from my heart can't depart
No matter how much I dare to scatter the blues
Your foibles bring on me to bear
So long as you play the fool
Assuming you sound cool
When buffoons in their cartoons to you stare
Shouting and pouting for you to change
The way your roving eyes roam
Three hundred and sixty degrees to Rome
Where in their greed they seem strange
Poking from cupboards skeletons
For too long you conceal
Mistakenly believing your sanity seal
Rides in a plethora of planktons
That summersault in your mind
Making you feel ten feet tall
Kicking my pain in the stall
When with each fall your heart goes blind
Despite my plethora of pleas
For you to see sense
And restore the essence
Of the love you decrease.
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