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Jun 2010
Oh my poor feet,
Blistered and raw,
I can feel the heat
It’s really sore!!

I should just wear trainers,
When I go out around the town,
Instead of killing off my feet
And causing me to frown.

No more heels for me,
Even if pain is beauty.
I’m happy looking ugly,
If it means I’m being comfy!!
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Jessica
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