Scruffle, Scratch scratch
Pencils on paper, without a sound to be heard but the breaths of students working of their art. The timeless pieces that they create through different brilliantly lit minds. Somewhere long to be searched throughout, dripping to this world.
Scratch, Scruffle scruffle
The endless thought in trains filled to the brim with ideas and fun.
No light to tainted can bring down the creations of many.
