What the Pencil Holds

December 29, 2017

The eraser a pencil of comfort

When navigating those pages

To act solely as a buffer

Between incompatible phrases

 

But there's more than sentences broken

To what the pencil holds

It's millions of words unspoken

And billions of stories untold

 

Sometimes the marks are purposely made

To aid in self revelation

The writer lost in the abyss

That is their own contemplation

 

Like stars other pieces brighten

Masking deep layers to be unfurled

Primarily meant to inspire, enlighten

Or inevitably shock the world






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