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PENCIL:
You know, I'm really sorry.
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ERASER:
For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
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PENCIL:
I'm sorry, 'couse you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're 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.
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ERASER:
That's true, but i don't 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 I'll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.
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random blogger reading this:
what
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me:
OTP
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bruisedandlovely:
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vintagegal:
”Pickin’ Peaches” by R. Skemp, 1950’s
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