by Vikas Reddy

Created on: November 22, 2008

First you start with a sheet of paper,

with no time to stop and think,

a few words you write in lead

and a few you write in ink.

Each chapter comes anew,

and so are the mistakes you make,

whether it's ink or lead

the blame is yours to take.

You erase what you did wrong,

but it then becomes a smudge,

to the point where you just want

to crumple the paper and throw it all away.

Your hand grows steady but weak,

the paper fades yellow and decays,

and now you realize more than ever

not to flip back another page.

And now there's nothing left to doubt,

that the ink's running out,

and all that matters,

Is what you've got left to write.

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