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Brown Shoes
I still wear
Your old brown shoes
When you’re away.
They slide on my feet
But now I’m you.
The painful sobs
When everyone else is asleep,
“boo hoo hoo”
That’s you crying this time
That’s you dying alone in your room.
That’s you with
The heart-shaped scars
Spread across your arms.
I’ve got my brown shoes,
And how can you hurt me,
When you’re not you.
