The smallest and most vulnerable
Yet tortured for the sake of fashion
On it you inflict wounds, incurable
I wish you knew, it could change your destination
forcing you to see a doctor
I pity you, the fifth one who stayed out
Refusing to be encased by the straps
Prickled by jagged rocks….
fed on dust….
Chocked by the straps…
Ooh the fifth one who stayed out
Will they ever hear your cry?
You’re funny. I can’t write any more…
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Sabiscuit…its funny you find humor in this…the fifth one is dying…Looooolest !
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That’s why it’s so funny… Falling off the chair again.
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I guess , you’re about to burn your strap shoes…for the sake of the fifth one….if not please do it for the sake of love 🙂
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