Doe's She Know - Poem by Walter Burlock
I’m going crazy, does she love me?
Does she see what I do for her?
Does she know what's going on?
Does she know what she is doing?
She plays me like a fool, and I go with it because I love her.
It is the only time I can be with her.
I wish we could be on betters terms.
I would ask her if she likes playing me for a fool,
but I don’t want to loose what I have.
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