Tools
I wirte down my thoughts,
revise and edit,
roug draft and final,
then my friend takes all the credit,
I keep my thoughts hidden,
I write them down,
crumple it up and throw it away,
the pencil helps me put on paper what I don't want to say,
a diary and journal,
pencil and pen,
eraser and sharper,
they're all useful tools for today.
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