Click Pencils

Inside of her mechanical pencils I’ve hidden sorry notes

Every time she writes I’ll admit guilt

Cry into my notes until they regretfully surrender

Turn the heater up it’s very icy frostiness spreading in veins

Found a dependable sturdy notebook so I must change

Write my name elsewhere no exclusive glory

Filled white bucket of mechanical pencils loaded with good luck I’ll miss you.

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