Pencil: You know, Im really sorry. Eraser:For What? You didnt do anything wrong. Pencil: Im sorry, because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, youre always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller every time. Eraser: Thats true, but I dont really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though, one of these days, I know Ill be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, Im actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.
Posted on: Wed, 12 Mar 2014 09:22:08 +0000
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