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The grooves of the pencil smoothing out out as it glides across the paper......
It dulls slowly after every letter it writes down......
Graphite making a thin powder smearing around the page......
Suddenly a name was called out from the front of the room.....
It was my name........
Comments (3 Comments)
- infinitexcode - 08/08/2010
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I believe this piece really makes one think. It brings about a sense of commonality and/or nostalgia. All in all, an excellent piece.
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- Death Of The Killer - 08/08/2010
- nICE!
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- King of Trash - 03/06/2010
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hmmm.... I've been in this postion before... as I'm sure many have... It just goes to show, you have to pay attention! HA!
Jk... but good job... it the poem is very good. - Report As Spam
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