The Hole

More stuff, more things
Will that make you happy?
More shiny baubles
Will that make you whole?
Or does it even ever matter
How much stuff
You throw at that hole
Inside that will just
Never fill up?
It doesn’t, because
Things aren’t the answer
Even people can’t fill
That hole that leaves you
Feeling completely unwhole
What you’re missing
Is a love that doesn’t
Ever quit no matter
What things you did
What you’ve done
What you’ll do
None of that matters
You’re just loved
For who you are
You’re just loved
No matter what
That’s it, just perfect love
That can’t be bought
It can’t be earned
It is a gift beyond
All understanding
The only source
Of for this love,
Unending love is God

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