eraser and pencil.

pencil ; i'm sorry.

eraser ; for what? you didn't do anything wrong.

pencil ; i'm sorry cos you get hurt because 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. ):

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 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. (:

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