A Day In The Life Of A Pen Poem by Double Dee
A Day In The Life Of A Pen
Rating: ★5.0
A pen, a pen, a miserable pen. Used to go in the darkest places. Oiled up and all run dry. Why do i even have a life. My owner is so poor, has no toys any more. So he is fine with me, in his worst place to be.
Biro
Monday, March 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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4/23/2024 10:24:04 AM # 1.0.0.1119
@robert frost, this left me crying for days, now i really know hwat it feels like to be a pen.