Strong Girls Don't Play


You can’t play footsies with

combat boots


Thick like your thighs

Heavy like your body


He was a slipper thin and delicate

New, poor thing, never worn


Your hard souls

Crushed him

the day you broke his heart

Shattered under your

cracked leather boots


I still love you, but

I can’t wear a slipper outside


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