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Haven't you wished
you could erase a choice you regret?
Would you wipe away a mistake
or a person you had met?
Guilt can eat away at the mind
If you erased a certain decision
what answer do you think you would find?
To bring a chance you missed
perhaps it's a pencil you need!
Which moment would you take
in which you might succeed?
Think about what could happen . . .
What events would take place?
Would it lead to your demise
or would you win the race?
Now consider this:
Which would you choose
to be your utensil?
Eraser or pencil?
you could erase a choice you regret?
Would you wipe away a mistake
or a person you had met?
Guilt can eat away at the mind
If you erased a certain decision
what answer do you think you would find?
To bring a chance you missed
perhaps it's a pencil you need!
Which moment would you take
in which you might succeed?
Think about what could happen . . .
What events would take place?
Would it lead to your demise
or would you win the race?
Now consider this:
Which would you choose
to be your utensil?
Eraser or pencil?
Literature
Hollister
you hear her voice in bottles rolling along the street,
in the breeze dancing through your stiff coat.
you see her smile in the way the sun glints off motorcycles and
loose change forgotten on the sidewalk.
her hair waves in the wind like a tattered flag, or
maybe tree branches, leave fluttering,
but you coulda sworn you saw the sky in her eyes, solid gold
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Puppet Strings
:21
There's only so much stress and struggle a man can take
It's just a matter of conditions, you bend or you break
And most unfortunate, we get absorbed in it
You line us up and pull the strings with a score to be hit
:32
You sit and tell us that we're evil, you scream and you holler
But you're the one who's picking partners by dollars an hour
Expecting to be treated gently, a delicate flower
I hope you're listening intently, your presence is sour
:43
I could go without your life or wants
Free to be without your idle taunts
When I take your life away from mine
It seems I'm happy, seems I'm feeling fine
:52
...But then you make it back to
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Doll
I'm a small pretty doll you see
small and fragile
I bring happiness to the little girl
I was her only and favorite doll
It didn't matter if I was the only one
I got the all the attention I wanted
I didn't knew her name
She was the only girl of three brothers
She told me sercerts
I was her comfort for thunderous nights
Every now and then she was bruised up
She cried and bury her face in my pink dress
For that she made me pretty chotles
One day she was gone for a little while
I saw her brothers but I didn't saw her
I thought something terrible has happen
She didn't have parents Atfer all
I was the last gift her parents gave her
it been more
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I was bored in Spanish class and this idea sprouted up and I just started writing in my journal. Hope ya like it
I appreciate comments, and thanks for reading!
I appreciate comments, and thanks for reading!
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Pretty cool!