You're like an old pair of shoes
I've had them so long I don't want to throw you out but
You're starting to give my feet blisters and you're ripping at the seams
Your laces have begun to frill at the edges and the bottoms are almost completely smooth
My new ones fit me perfect and they're so comfy
I never wished to throw you away but you were doing more harm than good
-2:42 PM
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Seasons- Poetry
PoetryOriginal poetry By me "You've always meant something to me, I just don't know what that is yet." --May 31st, 2023, 10:03 AM . Credit to cover photo photographer . Tws sexual assault gender dysphoria death suicide abuse . This is for Marceline & Marc...
