Shoes
I know my poems are bad
not very happy just sad
But I write the truth, everthing I have been through
All the bad, everthing I once knew
It's mostly sad, not to many smiles
But it is all put together in tiles
Each poem is like a step in my shoes
Can you fill them, go threw what I have been through
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