The Right One

You can't be the ones used for school testing.
Too artificially happy, distracting me too much,
making me score lower.
Belching
word vomit as I screech you across the page.
You have to be able to channel my thoughts,
words, and sketches,
be able to make me cherish you
and cry for when I lose you.
Seduce me with your form, the outside
as well as the inside.
Inspire me
as you run smoothly along surfaces.
I need the right pencil.
Is it you?





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