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The Pencil

February 13, 2024
By PiperaBedortha BRONZE, Oregon City, Oregon
PiperaBedortha BRONZE, Oregon City, Oregon
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I am sharp ´till I'm not,

You are bright like a light,

Most of the time I am lost,

Forgotten,

I see you shine brighter than a blank wall,

Each day getting smaller and smaller,

Still absent,

As you get darker and gloomy as the day goes,

I can hear you ask for help like a weeping child,

Crying ¨Bring me to light!¨

As we get older together,

Just me and you, my paper friend,

Only time can tell.


The author's comments:

I like drawing  


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