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Sep 2018
Held against my will
Unable to get my fill
Forced to work
For some heavy handed ****
I feel like a slave
Being thrown into a fabric cave
and soon I’ll be dead
If I continue to bleed my lead
A quick personification of a pencil
Jake
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Jake  19/M
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