Monday, 17 September 2012

♥ Eraser & Pencil

Pencil: I'm sorry.... 
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong. 

I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made 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 each time. 

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 
day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm 
actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you 
sad. Smile


Are you the eraser or the pencil? nod 

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