Paper
Life is a piece of paper.
You can take it and
make it into something
beautiful,
or can out it into a
shredder,
and get torn straight to
the soul.
You draw your own
picture
to dirct you to the right
way,
so it's not ugly in the
future.
No matter what, will
never fade away.
You can choose to write
in ink or lead,
but know whatever you
choos, all mistakes
can't be erased.
It's not what it seems to
be like they all said.
You're original, cannot
be replaced. (:
Copyright © Katlin Bouse | Year Posted 2012
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