LiFE

LiFE

Could be as straight as a line

That could be traced by a simple pencil

Or as complex as a curve

They go on

Until the end of the paper

Few make it to a new sheet

But to get to the end

There are many obstacles

Other straits

Or perhaps erasers

Those terrible erasers

Just a blow could take a few lines away

However

The most difficult to

Deal with is pen

They stick

They do not

Leave

There forever

Color pencils

They are

Beautiful

Full of emotions

Each one is different

One day I will

I will find my colors

Bright and vibrant

Mbapp10

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