Every Shoe 'You' Wear
J
James McLain
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More than some infatuation.
Dancing around the room.
Out side our door.
Where every body knows
i have no key.
While every shoe and of it's
many well intentioned
hearts, it points too others.
Lovely faces all sit down.
Waits on word from my new,
'Boss'.
Too pick a side.
Mean while i stay put and
very quite.
Can i trust each finger, on each
hand.
As they dance around a form,
from.
Toe too Toe.
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