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Created on: April 05, 2010
Under a tree,
On a bus,
Or maybe sitting in a cafe.
All I need
is a pencil and paper.
To make notes
about life,
not necessarily mine,
maybe the images around me that
become pictures, like snapshots,
and form words in my mind.
My train of thought
finds its' way to the paper,
words, feelings, moments in time.
So simple, really,
to keep complex emotions alive
with something as simple
as a pencil and paper.
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Take this pencil from my face
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Some call it old-fashion
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Pencils overflowing
spilling longing
all over my page
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words giving lie to themselves
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