Write write write
The standard of the beholder
Lines lines lines
White chalk screeching
The standard has been set
We accept no further, no nearer than this
Many shades of skin
One shade to look like
Many types of eyes
Defined in only one way
Written on and cleaned
So many times, it has lost its meaning
Lines are dots only
All of which are not alway congruent
Each point representing a line that could have been
Or was...
Despite this being an age-old fact,
This blackboard of beauty
Shows no signs of being wiped.
About the Creator
Shayfe Shiphrah
I'll provide the words for the feelings you struggle to describe
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