Worn – A Sad Little Tale.

I wore a sad expression

I wore a happy smile

I laughed aloud at nothing much

And cried stood by a stile.

I wore the soles from off my shoes

Until they were no more;

I should have worn some other clothes,

But, I lost them back a timely while,

Or left them upon a shore.

So here I stand

All worn, and wan;

Returnéd to the state

That I was born,

Naked, as I began.

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