Jun 15
My shoes don't fit,
But I put them on.
The laces get undone,
On their own.
Is it's way of telling,
They don't belong here,
Or is it's way of telling me,
To stop fitting in the wrong shoes.
But I put them on.
The laces get undone,
On their own.
Is it's way of telling,
They don't belong here,
Or is it's way of telling me,
To stop fitting in the wrong shoes.
(F/Bharat)
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