IF MY HEART WERE A DOORMAT

If my heart were a doormat

It would WELCOME you

I would be waiting

For you to step all over me

I would help you wipe all that dirt

From yourself and onto me

I would clean up all your messes

Leaving you to carry on without me

That would be my purpose after all

But it isn’t and I won’t

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