Paper


I am paper

Blank, yielding paper

I am yours

To scrawl hearts all over, to scribble, to paint

To ruin, to burn

Burn to cinders.

I am yours

To tear up to pieces

Crumple up, walk all over

As you see fit

When you see fit.

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One Comment on “Paper”

  1. Steve says:

    I feel this piece of paper is soft, sweet but has inner strength


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