I got a strawberry shaped eraser
as a parting gift from my familiar
It's smell is more cherrier
tastes less liker
yet little did i know sooner
i'll become a runner
because of all the chaser
for the people attractor
i hided under
i raced farrer
kept always near
But see dear
I've lost it somewhere for my fear
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PoetryLOST ME to the world of imagination cause i'm already lost in reality. written by young yasani edited by old yasani
