My heart will not be moved

We share this room
My heart and I
I’d like to move
But my heart’s the guy

That pays the rent
In this room we share—

Oh, it may never end
This living here

It’s a cramped, filthy, and horrible room
But my heart will not, under any circumstances what-so-ever,
be moved

—robbie t.

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