Oh please

As if you had any idea of my love life
Please, save your analysis for a pitied fool
For your words enter one way
And directly leave through the next door
They don’t get a tour of the house
A peak in the drawers
A smell of what’s cooking
No
Sharing such details
Is saved for the good looking
Shallow you say
Anyone’s more welcome
Than your delusional ways.

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