These shoes i wear

these shoes i wear

are worn

are comfortable

are inescapable

 

these shoes I were 

are my cage

my security blanket

my go to

 

these shoes I were

are awful at times

are piss poor

are very stinky at times

 

these shoes I wear 

can be borrowed from time to time

can be worn out and thrown away

can be good and well

until the smell like last years swill

This poem is about: 
Me
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