::: The Pencil :::

A pencil
The friend taken for
Granted.
Used for
Material things.
She’s thrown around
She hurts.
A pencil.
You sharpen
And sharpen
Only to get that perfect
Point,
That perfect
Friend.
You’re scared
You’ve been
Hurt
Before.
You can’t trust.
Pencils have been braking
All around you.
Then you realize
That this pencil,
The pencil you had all along,
Is
Unbreakable.
This pencil can
Erase all problems around you.
Erase like no other pencil has done before
Not like other pencils you had before.
The pencil won’t brake.
The friend won’t leave.

Written by: ~ Joanne Perez

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