Shoes

Worn tennis shoes blister skin with every mile
The road rolls on with no end in sight
Hide in the grass along the road
Shiver the night away in ur skin
Run & hide from the ravenous search
Hide from the blood starved packed
Hungry eyes & gleaming teeth
Way of the wanderer
Can of food over a sad fire
Life is on ur back
Happier than the world that looks down with a sneer of disdain.

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