Life of a Sneakerhead


My sneakers lie in a closet
Among many other different pairs
Some may be deadstock or beaters
Or just ones wanted by the hype-eaters
Sole protectors and cleaners are a must
Would scream and cry if they had a little speck of dust
Row filled up but I am still not done
Collecting sneakers is so much fun
Custom kicks that do not disappoint
Any shoe that is made to shoot three points
Everybody keeps telling me to throw them away
But I like them, so they will stay

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