Papers - Poem by june keysha
i crumpled the paper in my hand
threw it at the corner
i took a new one
dancing my pen on it
just to find the imperfection in it
and again, crumpled it and throw away
words, sentences, and paragraphs
why does it always seems wrong?
i took a new paper again
with a new hope, new wish
a masterpiece would be born
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