My Soulless Shoes Poem by Taylor Dubay

My Soulless Shoes



My feet are stretched in front of me
For me to clearly see
The pathetic shoes that show my toes
Just like me when I make my paying pose
Their fabric is stained with soil
As am I with all my toil
And their soles are full of rocks
That tore their rubber blocks
I love my shoes
As welll as my booze
For they are just like me

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