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Stilettos
written by purpleppleater07:34 AM 3/27/05Ugh! I’m too nice!
All you do is walk all over me!
I have feelings too!
You just don’t care do you!
I’m under appreciated
And you should be ashamed of yourself.
All you do is walk, walk, walk.
You don’t care.
You don’t care that your stupid stilettos stab me.
That your scuffmarks leave me…
Dirty.
So, dirty.
What are you doing?
Running with a drink!
Are you insane!
Watch out for the shoe!
Ah!
Coke.
Coke!
Everywhere there’s coke.
I need a mop.
Clean up on aisle three!
Good lord.
Do you even know the state that I am in!
Do you!
You’re putrid.
Walking around in your own filth!
You’re barefoot for god’s sake!
Do you even care?
That I have not been properly cleaned since ’92!
Oh, yes please keep jumping up and down on me.
It honestly doesn’t hurt anymore.
I’m so numb from your neglect.
Do you even care?
Just do me a favor and trash the stilettos. |
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