Better than normal (erasers)- a poem

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As though your expressions could not comply

It is your vibrant colours allowing love to fly

Away with all of meaningless mistakes

It is you that corrects heartaches


Your eyes; they stare into my soul, searching for something untold

The stories you tell, the life you've lived

I beg of you to not die on me, to not leave or get lost

For no matter the cost, already I claimed you sold


You rescue me when my pencil fails

Yet you inspire me to write again

I am forever grateful that you don't leave eraser trails

I love you, my owl eraser, my friend. 

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