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Pencil Sharpner

by Rebecca-leven-hill

I'm a pretty big pencil And when the smaller pencils talk about me I become dull When I get dull I become depressed I shave off some layers to get smaller They still pick I shave some more I shave and shave until I'm smaller than them I wish I was bigger but I can't be so I shave more Now I am so small no one can see me I am alone
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Dec 9, 2015
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#sad#depression#anorexia#pencil#support
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