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  • ERASERS

    All of the erasers they give you

    cannot heal your past

    All of the erasers they give you

    They won’t always last

    All this emotion you can’t bottle in

    Like being in quicksand and

    Trying to swim

    The erasers you have keep you so still

    It leaves you with no emotion

    To feel it leaves you no though,

    No thought in mind

    It just leaves you with issues to bury behind

    But what will you do when the erasers wear down?

    Put on the fake smile again

    And pretend that the past

    Hasn’t affected you now.