#EmptyShoes
**Empty Shoes**

In the quiet corner of the room,
Where laughter once danced, now shadows loom,
Two empty shoes, side by side,
Tell tales of footsteps and dreams denied.

One worn out soul, weathered and grey,
Chasing horizons that slipped away,
The other, vibrant, lost in a day,
A journey unfinished, a price to pay.

Dust accumulates, like time, it seems,
On paths forgotten and...