Lines of destiny

Oh, lonely little pencil, where did you go?
In a world of colors, you felt so low.
Waiting in the dark, lost in despair,
But there's a spark of magic waiting somewhere.

[Verse 1]
Scribbled dreams in a forgotten drawer,
Blunt and dull, like I’d lost my core.
Searching for purpose in a stack of sheets,
Every mark I made just felt incomplete.

[Hook]
But then she came, with a vision so bright,
An artist’s heart, showing me the light.
She picked me up, oh, what a thrill,
With every stroke, I found my will.

[Verse 2]
Curves and lines like a symphony,
No longer lost, I felt so free.
Together we dance on a canvas of fate,
Painting our stories, oh, it feels so great.

[Hook]
And then she came, with a vision so bright,
An artist’s heart, showing me the light.
She picked me up, oh, what a thrill,
With every stroke, I found my will.

[Bridge]
Now I glide across pages, vibrant and true,
Each masterpiece reflects me and you.
From the depths of shadows to a world so wide,
In her gentle hands, I run full of pride.

[Hook]
Oh, she came, with a vision so bright,
An artist’s heart, showing me the light.
Picked me up, oh, what a thrill,
With every stroke, I found my will.

[Outro]
Now I’m not just a pencil, I’m a story to tell,
In a gallery of dreams, where I fit so well.
With every stroke we create a new song,
Together forever, where I belong.

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