Not Always

Arrows aren’t always meant for bows.
They sometimes show us our direction.
Illustrate our next move.
We might not initially figure out where everything goes.

Books aren’t always made of paper.
Sometimes they’re electronic.
Some made of wood.
We can never weigh the value of it’s content with a scale…it’s quite clever.

You’re not always made for me.
Maybe you loved me once.
Sometimes there no peace when you’re around.
Sometimes you drown me with love.
We can never love eachother consistently.

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