Mia Satterthwaite


These Shoes - Poem by Mia Satterthwaite

I've came a long way
strudding my stuff
walking that walk
talking that talk
working the hell out of these shoes

Been up and down
all around town
in your home
in my home
working the hell out of these shoes

I've met some people
found some people
dropped some people
working the hell out of these shoes

I've been in love
fell out of love
hated to love
working the hell out of these shoes

Worked in places
seen new faces
cought some cases
working the hell out of these shoes

I've found me
I found you
I worked the hell out of my shoes


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 18, 2008



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