She wore black shoes
He watched as she made her moves
One step at a time she walked
Puttin beats in his rhyme he gawked
She wore black heels
The sort that healed
The sores that had been made before
With a glance she opened his every door
She wore black boots
She climbed ladders and slid down shoots
He helped her up, he saw her fall
He prayed she'd never cry or bawl.
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