Scratched off onto the rough white surface
Pressing against it, rubbing so smoothly, yet it hurts so bad
Dull.
The tip must be fine!
Into a yellow contraption you go
Sharper, sharper, sharper!
Beating you, ripping off your skin.
It hurts but you bear through it
And returned with a fine tip that makes their eyes glow.
Back onto the surface to be etched away so more
Onto an aspiring artist's sketch.
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Feelings, Fantasies, and Other Thoughts on Life
PoetryLife gets out of hand all the time, but sometimes it goes according to plan. Other times, you'd wish that it would go a certain way, and other times you're completely baffled by life. Well, here are my feelings, fantasies, and other thoughts on li...
