Loving words

I’m filled with empty words,

that speak to you in riddles.

Cursed,

I live with the sole wish that the rain

will wash my dirty mind clean.

 

There must be a million books worth

reading more than your mind.

But you’re my shiny new toy,

that was my least favorite gift

last Christmas.

 

Yet, you say loving words,

and endure the silent of my reply

so beautifully,

it’s surprising how unbroken

you still are.

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