The
used billing papers
It
has no used
It
gets crowded in the corner
Until
one day it has to go
The
scissor is out
The
sharp teeth grinning
The
light of sorrow
The
papers can't run
On
the floor it begs
The
owner takes one by one
The
background music blazing away
Dolly
Parton and rap singer
The
tearing sound
The
cutting edges of the paper
It
slowly turns into pieces
Falling
into the waste box
The
music dragging on
The
echo of the sound lingers
The
paper cluttered in the box
Time
to recycle and reborn
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