Those Eyes Are Blind

You swear you could see through me,

When you look me up and down like that,

What a scowl,

What a foul soul,

All that you wear now is double the value of my wardobe,

Yet your heart's worth half as much as mine I bet,

You're too shallow to measure,

If only there we're scales that wieghed character,

You'd see things seem to be in my favor,

Those eyes of yours are blind.

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