Poetry

Sandpaper

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I'm rough around the edges
I'll scratch you til' you're clean
I am but a stepping stone
For the life you truly dream

I'll Improve your toxic ways
I realize this potential
But you fold me up
And tear me down
Your ego's exponential

Why am I always the sandpaper?

The trial run
Get your money back guaranteed
You chewed me up
To spit me out
So you could finally breathe

New and improved model 2.0
Scrubbed of imperfection
Leave your past behind
For the future you are destined

Sandpaper is your past
As you leave me for your 'one'
Delicate
And free
The things I'm not
And never will be

You're right
They are a dream
I'm glad you found your fantasy

I drift on by
And slowly fade
From each 'project' I commence

I've been through hell
My pages dull
And ready for the end

When the time came
I was the one you'd need
Those days have past
Your love didn't last

I need sandpaper for me.

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