I took
your pen.
I didn't have
anything
to write with.
It was probably
the only
writing utensil
you had.
Using your pen
was like floating
on a cloud.
Forgive me
I really needed
that pen
because now
my paper is done.
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Haha that's nice. Their only writing utensil now the person that owned the pen probably has their own paper to do now and will be late because of you. Just Kidding I like your Poem Chelby it's cool! -Jenna
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