freedom

Eraser Shavings

a/n: this is a song i just wrote when i should be studying for midterms. please tell me what you think and what you think it means! oh, and by the way, i dedicated this to @RebbyG who made a version of 'freedom' translated this to romanian :o still really touched that she liked it so much! anyways, enjoy and please comment!

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Eraser Shavings

I am your pencil

with which you draw amazing things

though you have no talent

Everything you make,

every peice of art,

is as magnificent as the last

But to me, you are like a pen with no ink

Oh, you're erasing everything

There's peices of me everywhere!

And I can't breathe under the smudges of your beauty

Everything's a mess

I didn't even realize!

Maybe you chose to ignore it;

the fact that you only made colorless lines on my canvas

They never called you mine but they called me yours

I am running short now

I am almost to my end

No more pretend

Soon all you've see is the raw pink with which you'll end things

Oh, you're erasing everything

There's peices of me everywhere!

And I can't breathe under the smudges of your beauty

Everything's a mess

I didn't even realize!

Your grip on me is tight

Your hands are red and so are your eyes

It's a useless fight

Everything, you're erasing it all!

I am almost completely gone

but at the same time, I'm still here,

imprinted into your hand

My heart stops at the last peice of art to be killed

All this time, I never realized

you were drawing a new picture of yourself

But you're not erasing it, you're ripping it up

Oh, you're erasing everything

There's peices of me everywhere!

And I can't breathe under the smudges of your beauty

Everything's a mess

I didn't even realize!

Oh, you're erasing everything

There's peices of me everywhere!

And I can't breathe under the smudges of your beauty

Everything's a mess

I didn't even realize!

I didn't even realize . . .