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Forget Me I’m just a tool You use me more than anyone else And I just keep giving back Admit It Without me you’re nothing Nobody cares about you Until you use me again Hold Me Because I need to be held Your grip is my only longing The secret to all that’s in your mind Underneath My skin holds all the secrets My grain reveals them, almost instantly So make sure you find it soon Destroy Me Wear me away like your life depended on it You know you want to, I want you to Or my life will have no purpose at all
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Jan 7, 2010
Jan 7, 2010 at 6:32 PM UTC
Confessions of a #2 Ticonderoga Pencil. Part I
Forget Me I’m just a tool You use me more than anyone else And I just keep giving back Admit It Without me you’re nothing Nobody cares about you Until you use me again Hold Me Because I need to be held Your grip is my only longing The secret to all that’s in your mind Underneath My skin holds all the secrets My grain reveals them, almost instantly So make sure you find it soon Destroy Me Wear me away like your life depended on it You know you want to, I want you to Or my life will have no purpose at all
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Jan 7, 2010
Jan 7, 2010 at 6:32 PM UTC
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