I'm dumb
at least
that is what you tell me
with your hands molded
with precise detail
around my heart
and
through
my soul:
the wasteland
you created in your image
causes me to wonder... why?
why lead us to the slaughter
of every truth when
beauty is so rare to find?
though it was you who
made me this way,
conceived my every thought
and raised me to believe
in only lies
and yet...
I will always
love you for it.
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