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My pencil lead has broken
Writing the words I’ve never spoken
Holding them in like a precious token
Don’t listen to me
I ripped the paper
My thoughts…. off they taper
Scrape ‘em off the floor with… a scrapper?
Don’t listen to me
Cause I ate up all the think
And I drank up all the ink
I had nothing else to drink
Don’t listen to me
See it’s all a scribble
My writing not but drivel
Endless words, continuous dribble
Don’t listen to me
I think now I’ll eat this page
Maybe you should put me in a cage
Where I could safely express my rage…
Don’t listen to me.
Just cause my pencil is busted
With it, I should have never been trusted
But the ink pen’s quill was quiet rusted
Don’t listen to me
Just wrote a poem for what?
Nothing, cause I was stuck in a rut
And now I’ve gotten a paper cut!!!
Don’t listen to me
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