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Nov 2014
She said she wore me like a used shoe
Said I was uncomfortable, my
Soul
Weak
Holed
"What theΒ Β hell"
Said if she could of, she would of,
Have strung me up long ago,
Tied me to the highest place
And watch me just hang,
Motionless,
Silent,
Swinging,
She would tell children I was
A piΓ±ata
Go on kids hit the F#cker harder,
I was an odd pair,
But even though she hated those shoes
She said she had worn me
For so long that even though
"I hurt her"
She couldn't wear anything different
Some shoes however unconfutable
You can never truly hate
And she said
"As long as you let me wear you"
"No matter how painful upon her feet"
"I will wear you for a life time"
Even though I hurt her
Never meaning too, but such is life,
She said I smelt funny sometimes
But she would wear me everyday if she could.
Poetic T
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