"Shoes for Sale"
-Do you want to buy my shoes?
-Shoes filled with deterred vision, sleepless nights, and hopeless dreams
-heartbreak, stomach-ache, and mustered fantasies that never seem to out weigh my reality
-these shoes hold unremarkable scars of the past along with unrefined cuts of the present
-with a fate that seemed heaven sent it's evident that the night air I dreamed upon turned to dust in the thick of all my wishes
-my mentals cannot handle the bars of steel confinement they remain behind
-this world filled with disappointment anointed with a drop of pain brings me to levels deep below anger and depression
-I awake in cold sweats to realize that my life mirrors that of a despised man I have never met
-often I wonder if God shed a tear at what a cold hearted offense I've become
-drained of happiness and joy yet surrounded by hate and disdain, my soul weeps at the amazement lost in these weary eyes of mine
-for so long have I reached at destiny's heals to find that soon she will wither in the wind like a mirage in the distance
-to maintain what sanity I have left, I have resorted to clouding my lungs with the mystery of what's beyond the grave
-yet you judge me as if you're better than the breath given to me
-so I ask again
-Sir! Do you want to buy my shoes?
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Your shoes are not my size. But they are my taste.
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