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Ur eyes light up from the mere sight of me,
U want me so bad, u can't refuse,
That u have to have me.
In a tightly sealed box I am.
Nevertheless u rip me open,
In addition to grabbing me aggressively.
Then u assume u read me well.
But my light within blinds u.
So u shake me to dim me down
And proceed to my cover that tell u…
I'm free!
Fun!
Full of life!
Illuminating!
But delicate!
On the back it reads…
Play many games with me,
Enjoy me for hours,
U will never get bored with me,
Pass me around,
Share me with ur friends,
I'm your property now.
Misuse me if u please,
Treat me like garbage,
Break me down,
Take me apart,
See what I'm made out of
Ask urself, what makes me tick?
U don't really care about me anyway.
I'm just an object,
An object that u think doesn't have feelings.
But I do!...
So read in between the lines
Where u will find the fine yet bold print.
I clearly read…
Give me a proper name,
Play with me safe,
Handle me gently,
Show me some affection.
Most importantly…
Treat me with respect,
And every time u take me out,
Return me to my proper place,
On top of a pedestal where I belong. |
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