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Contributed by
HonestInk
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Wednesday, 13th May 2009 @ 01:21:55 PM in AEST
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Shoe after shoe,
try them on for size
and none seem to fit.
Few miles on her heels,
sore on her feet
covered in blisters and false advertising.
Glass slippers left behind,
alongside the combat boots
their beauty forgotten.
Her buggy is full again now,
cheap sales are recognized
and novelty ignored.
Another shoe, another bumpy road.
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by lesoleilnoire on
Wednesday, 13th May 2009 @ 08:18:11 PM AEST
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| I find this poem quite intriguing and refreshing. I myself am not comfortable in high heels. I see the glass slippers as representing a period in your life in which you knew something was not fitting to your personality, but often the reader sees something the writer does not intend in his or her poetry. Again I love this poem and how you put your own personal experience in it! Great job! |
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