Pencil, the most underrated writing instrument one had in their Life, we realize it's important once we lost the opputunity of using it.

Be my pencil,
I would be your eraser;
Will make the things count,
Now and forever.

Make some mistake,
I'll correct'em for you;
Make it darker,
I'll shine it out for you.

Let's write some stories together;
Lets decorate this Canvas of life with shades Grey,
Will hold it together,
Till the life is full if it array.

Mistakes that were often made;
Brought the hope, eraser that stayed,
Irrespective to how harsh Canvas gets;
Their connections remained always at it's best.
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Sometimes we wish our memories could have been written with pencil, so that we could erase the bad ones.
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