Molly Lorenz,
Mrs. Viera
Creative Writing
September 14th, 2009
Converse in Green Perfection
The scuffs that spoil the white,
They paint a picture of everywhere they’ve been,
Like a frayed passport, broken at the seams.
Quotes line the outer edges,
Screaming about being angry
Pictures line the inner edges,
A wall of hope and love.
The insides are burnt, while the outside seems fine
Like someone hiding their history
Perfect on the outside, the tears make them so,
Tired, bruised, and overlooked –
A short novel of adventures
Experienced time and time again
In this repetitious and mundane world.
Beaten into submission, a faithful and loyal companion
They walk the road, but don’t walk the line.
Faded black laces, never tying loose ends.
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