Look inside my used sneakers, worm. That humid heat and smell of feet is your future home if you serve me well. I put you there and walk all day, you softly against my sole. Do you want to be my secret or do you end up slipping away?
My Shoe Will Be your House
Look inside my used sneakers, worm. That humid heat and smell of feet is your future home if you serve me well. I put you there and walk all day, you softly against my sole. Do you want to be my secret or do you end up slipping away?
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