Don’t Come Looking for Me When I Die • Andrea Owens

A pencil running out, of lead, lead of tears,

and when it runs out a sharpener will come chasing for me,

to remove me from the paper

and replace me with a pen.

Andrea Owens is a freshman at Notre Dame Academy.

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