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I was paper, a cut out wanting to be more I cried tears of ink, I used my finger to dry They became Wet, Moist, Sodden, Weaker than they was before. I could fly, If the wind caught my frame just right I could float for eternity But as the window is shut tight, So do I float down. My features are my own Each day I take Pencil, Rubber, Imagination, Of who I will be that day, I was once one of the same paper Many of us holding hands, Unity, Together, Friendship, But it doesn't always last, Some separated themselves, While others where torn To old, too carry on, Just Shredded paper Eternally flying in the wind, I am the last of a long line We were brothers of the same paper But now they are all gone, Today I draw a sad face, Will I let it all go, Or carry on, But I am the paper boy Thinner than the cardboard ones But I drew a heart, In permanent marker, It vibrates the paper Ripple's, Beats, Life, Is what I am, I want to be more than this But for now I am just the paper boy, Crying tears of ink upon the floor.
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Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 6:09 PM UTC
Paper Boy
I was paper, a cut out wanting to be more I cried tears of ink, I used my finger to dry They became Wet, Moist, Sodden, Weaker than they was before. I could fly, If the wind caught my frame just right I could float for eternity But as the window is shut tight, So do I float down. My features are my own Each day I take Pencil, Rubber, Imagination, Of who I will be that day, I was once one of the same paper Many of us holding hands, Unity, Together, Friendship, But it doesn't always last, Some separated themselves, While others where torn To old, too carry on, Just Shredded paper Eternally flying in the wind, I am the last of a long line We were brothers of the same paper But now they are all gone, Today I draw a sad face, Will I let it all go, Or carry on, But I am the paper boy Thinner than the cardboard ones But I drew a heart, In permanent marker, It vibrates the paper Ripple's, Beats, Life, Is what I am, I want to be more than this But for now I am just the paper boy, Crying tears of ink upon the floor.
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Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 6:09 PM UTC
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