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Sunday 18 July 2010

blisters.

it used to be an outlet of expression
somewhere to walk when the souls of my feet blistered
but blisters burst and the soul cracks
so i bought the shoes to cover my soul
i was a puppet master of myself and string pulled and
i walked on more painful ground and grew the pretender
so many things objectives and dreams with all the unnecessary's
disappeared as wounds
with these shoes i could walk any distance
but it was framed on appearance
so i untied the laces which once held me close to you
and admired for what exists that was honest and true.



bit of impro'